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We Interrupt this Delicious Spree for a Quickie
LAist is going on a delicious spree around LA. This week: A is All About Indian. However, we're in need of a quickie.
At one point, LAist couldn’t quite understand the analogy between pizza and sex, but finally understood the parallel as a guy’s simple, straightforward logic. Yes, of course you’ll take some if it’s there, and like sex, pizza can never really be bad.
For the ladies, the analogy is, of course, much more complicated, and works in a slightly different way. Sometimes we want the sauce to be sweet, sometimes we want it hot and spicy, and many times none at all; tonight we want a thick, hard crust, but tomorrow we want it thin and soft. We might try something different - exotic toppings like wild boar, and even though we’re accustomed to everything on top, we could be turned on to a stuffed pizza. Every detail matters, and we shouldn’t have to tell you what we want and when, because you should just know. No, pizza is never really horrible, but it’s very very very rare that the whole thing absolutely blows us ladies away.
So, we were going through the usual back and forth of deciding on dinner and somewhere along the way, we decided on pizza. Perhaps it was the giddiness because it was a new pizza place for us, Abbot’s Pizza Company. Perhaps the drive all the way down to Venice seems long when there are so many options within walking distance of home. Maybe it was the multiple trips up and down Abbot Kinney trying to find first, the very small, unadorned storefront that almost blends into the block, then second, a parking spot. Whatever it was, by the time we finally stepped up to the counter, pointed at the slices of on the racks flanking the register, paid the $3/slice and sat down at one of the steel bars along each wall, we had been worked into a famished frenzy.
And this one was...yes! It was finally a pizza-gasm.
The pizza bianca has no tomato sauce. Had we carefully read their menuboard, we would have seen that Abbot's makes their bianca with garlic pesto sauce and would not have ordered it - pesto is not normal. But thankfully, an animalistic hunger took over and we rushed right into it, simply pointing like chimpanzees to order. What an excellent uninformed choice. It wasn't a sauce that overwhelmed the whole crust as much as it was just another fragrantly garlic, faintly pesto topping in perfect balance with red onions, fresh tomatoes, julienned basil, and mozzarella and ricotta cheeses.
Many times we've scorched the roof of our mouths, so the first bite of the bianca was careful. The crust was thin and crisp. The pizza wasn't hot, just very warm, so we devoured our first slices, only pausing for the first heavy dot of ricotta. It added a subtly sweet creaminess to several fleeting moments. We bite after bite, and the last bite of the poppyseed crust alone was like a perfectly toasted, proper poppyseed bagel. It's crunchy first on the outside, then thick and chewy on the inside. This, the bagel crust, is what make Abbot's Pizza Company famous - onion, garlic, sesame, poppy, a mix of all four called "the blend," and just plain "hot-crust." Thick and thin, crisp and chewy; Abbot's has the best of four crusty worlds.
We force ourselves to slow down for the Popeye's chicken pizza - spinach, mushroom, onions, and mozzarella cheese, on the same garlic pesto sauce, along with a tequila lime chicken which we pluck right off. The chicken's marinade wasn't bad, just too much flavor stimulation with the garlic pesto already.
Olive pesto sauce underscores the symphony of mushrooms and cheeses on the wild mushroom pizza. Portobello, oyster, button and shiitake mushrooms are in perfect rhythm with parmesan, romano, and mozzarella cheeses. It's so good. This is the one. This is the favorite. We mmm-ed with every bite, and we're pretty sure our heads were slightly tilted back with eyes closed through at least half of it. We wanted more, but we can't. Three slices and we're done.
So yes, pizza is like sex, and Abbot's most certainly does it for LAist. They let you have the best of every world - plain crust or something on it; thin and crisp or thick and chewy. You can have a single slice or a whole pizza. You can eat in or take out, or even have it delivered. There are gourmet specials or you pick-your-own toppings, along with traditional tomato, alfredo, or one of the pesto sauces.
We need to step outside for a cigarette now. But we'll be back for more.
Abbot's Pizza Company
1407 Abbot Kinney (@ California Avenue)
Venice, CA 90291