We ate dinner at Una Pizza Napoletana last night. It’s supposed to be one of San Francisco’s best, and my pizza was certainly very nice – bursting cherry tomato bombs all over it – but I’ve had many better in recent years. And it was $25! There were many empty tables.
Peter and I had been discussing pizza pricing only yesterday (I’m prepared to test his claim that London’s best pizza is 6GBP, for science), and when I told him about UPN’s $25 pies he sent me this.