Piaci Pub and Pizzeria

Do you ever get excited about going to a place just to eat pizza? Piaci Pub and Pizzeria is just one of those places. As we were making our way north in California, we decided our next stopping point was going to be in Fort Bragg. We arrived hungry and pizza was on our mind. Daniel found this place called Piaci Pub and Pizzeria. I could already tell by looking at the outside he found a great gem. People enjoying themselves outside and colorful artwork on the windows.

We walked in and it was a packed house. I was surprised because for a Monday evening you would think it would be less crowded. Luckily, we were able to find a table close to the open door and right behind the decorated windows. We couldn’t see outside but the smells that were coming out of that kitchen kept our eyes focused on what kind of pizza were we going to order. To hold us over, I ordered a Caprese salad. What you’re looking at is fresh mozzarella, Roma tomatoes, olive oil, balsamic, sprinkled in basil. I throughly enjoyed it. The cheese was super fresh and we enjoyed every single bite.

After some thought and serious discussion, we agreed on an extra large pizza, half pepperoni and half sausage. As a family when it comes to food, we take it very serious lol! The crust is thin, toasty, and crispy. Rarely is pizza cooked to this kind of perfection. Our pizza was delicious in every way. It was just the right amount of oiliness. Piaci Pizza splurged on the toppings. So every bite included pepperoni or sausage. After eating the salad and seeing this huge pizza, I thought we weren’t going to finish it! It was so good that we managed to eat it ALL!

As we’re down to the last couple pieces, we heard a strange sound outside. We continued with our pizza. Suddenly, our son Diego says, “Hey is that our van alarm, Pablo?”. Daniel quickly jumps up and rushes outside. Turns out someone backed into Pablo not just once but twice! A witness told Daniel that a gentleman who had been drinking had difficulties backing out. Pablo is a big van so naturally it stuck out beyond an average size car in a parking space. The hit and run driver managed to crack the plastic around the license plate and bent the plate a bit. Thankfully, he didn’t break the lights. We were a bit annoyed because the drunk guy that hit our car didn’t bother with an apology and just drove off. He also disregarded the fact that he got behind the wheel and drove in that condition. I’m just glad our family and Pablo are safe.