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My mother was a great cook. My father loved to eat.
I am the Man from Pawtucket and this is my story. Here you will find a collection of observations, from Central Falls to Central Park, from Pawtucket to Paris, about Eating Well. Bon Appetit.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Artichoke Pizzeria

January 3, 2009
The line is usually pretty long at Artichoke Pizza in the East Village. Their special artichoke pizza is a thick pie covered with a Béchamel sauce, cheese and sliced artichokes. Its a super heavy, super rich slice of pizza. I actually prefer the simpler margherita, which comes out slightly burnt. At $3.50 a slice, it should taste special.

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