Pizza from the Gods

So Poky has divine pizza. And I don’t mean divine like “this pizza is delightful”, I mean divine like “this shit is celestial”. As in straight from the heaven’s.

Now I eat a lot, and I really enjoy food, plus I’ve been a broke graduate student; so long story short, I’ve consumed my fair share of pizza. And I gotta tell you, the Philly Cheese Steak from MacKenzie River is literally the best pie I’ve ever had.

Sadly, this gastronomic symphony is no longer on the menu, but just ask your server and they’ll hook you up.

I’m talking ample crust (and don’t be a sissy and go for thin), covered in a velvety white sauce.

“Whoa,” you say “stop right there! White sauce doesn’t belong on pizza!”

To which I would answer, you’re wrong.

Not only does it belong, but white sauce is the leader of this pizza regime.

Now back to the toppings. We're talking slices of real steak, not that questionable meat by-product crap you get

on every other Philly Cheese Steak pizza. This steak is the real deal. Follow that up with thinly sliced red onions, mushrooms, green peppers and pickled pepperoncini. Did I mention those veggies are fresh? I’m talking crunch in your mouth fresh. And then comes the cheese. Loads and loads of ooey, gooey, stretch-across-the-table mozzarella.

Granted, I was really hungry when we sat down for dinner. Like “a cup of coffee is all I’ve had today” hungry. So sure, you could argue that the reason this pizza tasted so good was the fact that I barreled into it with an empty stomach. But again, you’d be wrong.

Remember the second paragraph? First sentence?

“I eat a lot, and I really enjoy food...”

Well I wasn’t lying. I like food and I eat a lot of it. So of course I ordered an appetizer. And not some little amuse-buche, one biter; I’m talking The Cowboy Nachos. These nachos are actually two orders of nachos stacked on top of each other. So by the time you get to the middle, you’re into a fresh layer of nachos.

And after plowing through those bad boys, the server brought out our pizza.

Truth be told, I was full when the pizza came. Too full to even want a slice. But the overwhelming smell of steaky goodness sucked me in. And thank God it did, because it was the best damn pizza I’ve ever had.

Pocatello has a lot of great pizza places, and I know MacKenzie River isn’t local; but it's close. It’s from Montana, has a great outdoorsy, Idaho atmosphere, and provides locals with jobs. So check it out.

And for the Gods' sake…try the pizza.

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