The other night I took my Food Bastard to Cane Rosso for the first time. The Saturday Night gods smiled upon us when I spotted some friends about to leave their prime spot smack dab in the middle of the bar. It was a great way to experience all that is Cane Rosso. We chatted a bit with the pizza creators, got to see pizza after calzone after pizza rise quickly in the hot, hot oven, and it was just a more social experience than usual.

Sangria with a view.

Making pies…

Dough…

Anchovies atop their Caesar.

Our pie.

Another view.

The reveared s’mores calzone, with slightly less caramelized/burnt sugar on top this visit, but still damn good.

“Mercy.”