Fill in the blank:
When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s ______.
If you answered “amore,” well, that’s obviously...
Incorrect. Sorry. Better luck next time.
The winning answer: Spris Artisan Pizza, a new Downtown base for casual lunches of cured meats and carpaccio-topped pies, now open.
You’ve probably popped into Spris on Lincoln Road for an alfresco dinner with a basic pie. You might’ve even added a sunny-side egg on there. That’s all great. But this new spot’s a bit... different. See, you’ll be ordering your crispy, thin-crust pizza from a counter. Which means expedited pie service. And that’s a very good thing.
First things first: get hungry. There’s a solid chance of that happening during an afternoon meeting. Gently relocate/adjourn the whole thing by saying something like “Hey guys, I know a great pizza-and-beer spot in Downtown.” If that doesn’t work, pull a Ferris and fake something weird.
Once you’re inside, place your order at the marble counter. Then, sequester a corner of the blue banquette—it’s in front of the wall with sketches of pizza toppings. That’s where you’ll spend your lunch hour inhaling prosciutto-and-arugula pie, deep-fried gnocchi and a glass of Chianti.
Okay, “glasses.”
When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s ______.
If you answered “amore,” well, that’s obviously...
Incorrect. Sorry. Better luck next time.
The winning answer: Spris Artisan Pizza, a new Downtown base for casual lunches of cured meats and carpaccio-topped pies, now open.
You’ve probably popped into Spris on Lincoln Road for an alfresco dinner with a basic pie. You might’ve even added a sunny-side egg on there. That’s all great. But this new spot’s a bit... different. See, you’ll be ordering your crispy, thin-crust pizza from a counter. Which means expedited pie service. And that’s a very good thing.
First things first: get hungry. There’s a solid chance of that happening during an afternoon meeting. Gently relocate/adjourn the whole thing by saying something like “Hey guys, I know a great pizza-and-beer spot in Downtown.” If that doesn’t work, pull a Ferris and fake something weird.
Once you’re inside, place your order at the marble counter. Then, sequester a corner of the blue banquette—it’s in front of the wall with sketches of pizza toppings. That’s where you’ll spend your lunch hour inhaling prosciutto-and-arugula pie, deep-fried gnocchi and a glass of Chianti.
Okay, “glasses.”
