You have a way of missing things when they’re gone. Arrested Development. Your top starting
pitcher. Your pizza.
But when they come back, you want to share it with as many people as possible.
Especially the pizza.
So all hail the return of the wood-burning oven of Seventh Hill, now slinging pies again in all its expanded glory.
Now, you may have been here before. Probably with only one person who you didn’t mind being close to. Because you didn’t have a choice.
And, of course, you can still squeeze into the concrete-faced bar, order up a Belgian white and watch your pizza guy toss up your Maryland Ave pie (egg, tomato, pesto, spinach) and throw it into the oven.
But they used their downtime to blow out a wall and add a row of butcher-block-style communal tables. So now you can host a whole group whenever you want to celebrate the other side’s latest campaign-trail gaffe, and do so over the 14 other pies on the menu, oven-roasted prosciutto sandwiches and Nutella calzones.
It’s like the EU of dessert indulgences.
But when they come back, you want to share it with as many people as possible.
Especially the pizza.
So all hail the return of the wood-burning oven of Seventh Hill, now slinging pies again in all its expanded glory.
Now, you may have been here before. Probably with only one person who you didn’t mind being close to. Because you didn’t have a choice.
And, of course, you can still squeeze into the concrete-faced bar, order up a Belgian white and watch your pizza guy toss up your Maryland Ave pie (egg, tomato, pesto, spinach) and throw it into the oven.
But they used their downtime to blow out a wall and add a row of butcher-block-style communal tables. So now you can host a whole group whenever you want to celebrate the other side’s latest campaign-trail gaffe, and do so over the 14 other pies on the menu, oven-roasted prosciutto sandwiches and Nutella calzones.
It’s like the EU of dessert indulgences.
