Pizza Rodizio (all you can eat) sounded like a challenge to me. A case of man (or amanda) conquering pizza and fitting in as many slices as you physically can.
After doing the obligatory minute of starjumps to build up an appetite, I sat expectantly with Rhia and Fernando at the restaurant for the pizza to start coming. Waiters bring around large pizzas and you take a slice of whatever you fancy, however many you can handle.
The first to appeal was a rocket and sundried tomato pizza which went down well and fueled me up for the next one. Second I tried the prawn with catupiry (tangy soft cheese) - a real goody. After that I tried the aubergine with egg and bacon, something I quickly regretted. Greek breakfast on a plate wasn't what I really fancied so I quickly grabbed another slice to ease the memory.
Chicken with catupiry was a wise next choice, then another regrettable one with tinned mushrooms, swiftly recovered by a tasty carne seca (jerked beef) slice.
By Slice 7 the pizza honeymoon was just about over and I was in a bit of a daze. Still feeling some room in my gut I powered on and then got my second wind.
Garlic pizza, pepperoni pizza, palm heart pizza and even the odd crepe... I was on good form.
By Slice 14 I was in a league of my own, ordering off the menu and creating crazy combinations. My favourite of which became prawn, chicken, rocket and catupiry. I decided to finish on a good note at Slices 17 and 18 with two slices of my favourite.
No rest for the wicked though, and then it was on to the sweet pizzas. By this point sadly my camera had given up on the food photography but with Rhia and Fernando as my witnesses I was not going to be disheartened and carried on to try the sweet spectrum.
Apple and cinnammon pizza, smartie covered chocolate pizza, banana and white and dark chocolate pizza, and a large strange mozzerella cheese and pastry ball covered in chocolate and cinemmon.
After Slice 22 I threw the towel in. I was more than feeling the bulge, and to be frank I think Rhia and Fernando wanted to go home, so we stood up feeling victorious and bloated and waddled home.
Looking and feeling quite pizza pregnant I retired my round self to bed recapping on the evening. Fond memories of Slice 4, 10 and 17, not so fond of 3, 6 and 21; but all in all a challenge well borne I felt. I just hope the memories are worth it as three days later I am still waiting to deliver my pizza baby...
And I need to make room for the Sushi Rodizio next week.
The first to appeal was a rocket and sundried tomato pizza which went down well and fueled me up for the next one. Second I tried the prawn with catupiry (tangy soft cheese) - a real goody. After that I tried the aubergine with egg and bacon, something I quickly regretted. Greek breakfast on a plate wasn't what I really fancied so I quickly grabbed another slice to ease the memory.Chicken with catupiry was a wise next choice, then another regrettable one with tinned mushrooms, swiftly recovered by a tasty carne seca (jerked beef) slice.
By Slice 7 the pizza honeymoon was just about over and I was in a bit of a daze. Still feeling some room in my gut I powered on and then got my second wind.
Garlic pizza, pepperoni pizza, palm heart pizza and even the odd crepe... I was on good form.
By Slice 14 I was in a league of my own, ordering off the menu and creating crazy combinations. My favourite of which became prawn, chicken, rocket and catupiry. I decided to finish on a good note at Slices 17 and 18 with two slices of my favourite.No rest for the wicked though, and then it was on to the sweet pizzas. By this point sadly my camera had given up on the food photography but with Rhia and Fernando as my witnesses I was not going to be disheartened and carried on to try the sweet spectrum.
Apple and cinnammon pizza, smartie covered chocolate pizza, banana and white and dark chocolate pizza, and a large strange mozzerella cheese and pastry ball covered in chocolate and cinemmon.
After Slice 22 I threw the towel in. I was more than feeling the bulge, and to be frank I think Rhia and Fernando wanted to go home, so we stood up feeling victorious and bloated and waddled home.
Looking and feeling quite pizza pregnant I retired my round self to bed recapping on the evening. Fond memories of Slice 4, 10 and 17, not so fond of 3, 6 and 21; but all in all a challenge well borne I felt. I just hope the memories are worth it as three days later I am still waiting to deliver my pizza baby...
And I need to make room for the Sushi Rodizio next week.
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