Feeling kinda bad for totally slacking on my dope hobby. I've enjoyed all sorts of food over the summer by my design, or take-out, or dining out, or bbqing, or etc. And I have totally neglected to share the LOVE of my life with you on a regular. MY B. What can I say? I am a busy girl, blessed with a fantastic family and a fabuloso, close group of friends. We like to do fun stuff together which of course includes food and a healthy amount of beverages. :)
Last night, my family and I headed from C-town over the Tobin to Route 1 in Saugus. Our tasty destination for this spectacular evening out was Angela's Coal Fried Pizza (http://www.angelascfp.com/). There is one other location in Tyngsboro. The restaurant came super highly recommended by mi madre who was sitting co-pilot for our short voyage via that rickety old bridge that scares the bejesus out of me. Our gathering for this particular dinner was to celebrate my bro's awesome girlfriend's birthday. A wee bit late but that's how we roll. And score. They brought me a bottle of red sparkling wine! We had discovered the red sparkling vino on our trip to New York City in May. Can't wait to sample a nice big glass of it. :)
It was on the early side which was cool because we were seated immediately by our soft spoken, attentive, waitress, Jackie. The staff was friendly, efficient, courteous, and cordial even when the hubs knocked my sangria all over the joint. HA! The family owned and run establishment is decorated with black and white family photos and neat vintage artwork of former musicians and actors. It has an open kitchen which you know I likey. They cook the pizza and wings on Anthracite coal, a type which burns clean. There's a medium sized dining room and a small/medium bar, too. Frank Sinatra and other legends blared from the speakers. It was such a chill setting.
The menu consists of three food groups: fresh garden salad, wings to die for, and pick your own topping or signature pizzas cooked perfectly and so dang tasty. OMG. That's all they ever need to offer and they know it. There was a steady crowd in and out to dine there, or for take-out, and I am pretty sure I saw a delivery dude. They serve good sized pitchers of Sangria served with fresh fruit and it is muy bueno. We opted for a red and a white to start and they were both yummo and went down quite nice.
Shortly after our drinks were served, our family sized salad arrived. The Italian vinaigrette style dressing blended in perfectly on the classic, crispy garden salad topped with chickpeas, hard boiled eggs, and olives. They also offer Caesar salad and you can add chicken to either. The thinly sliced celery and the fresh Focaccia style bread was my fave part. While munching on our salads, the wings were served and devoured. The tasty, dry, oniony/lemony rub was delish and the meat literally fell right off the bones. Combined with more bread and the caramelized onions...MMM! And the servers give you plenty of napkins and wet wipes so you don't look like a hot mess while chowing down. The sangria continued to flow and our pizza was soon delivered.
We ordered a small Pollo Alfredo, homemade creamy Alfredo sauce, chicken, broccoli, mozzarella, and Romano cheese, a small with roasted hot peppers, and a large cheese. Each sensational slice was addicting. The hubs and I always forget how much we love white pizza and it was the bomb. The spicy pepper had a nice kick to it and the cheese was the classic. The flavorful sauce, crispy thin crust, and the various cheeses rocked. And we totally had plenty left over including one or two wings which I am about to inhale once this bloggggg is complete. Their website states that the food is cooked with love. And it is true in every delicious bite.
There is one complaint. Only two measly desserts which were not even homemade are offered. BOO! But other than that, our food was superb and the prices are very reasonable. I highly recommend Angela's.
Because we all yearned for a sweetie and some coffee drinks, we cruised down Route 1 to a little Italian joint called Caffe di Calabria that the hubs searched on his phone. It was a quaint, European, bakery kind of set up. And besides a friendly, elderly Italian gentleman and the woman who worked there, the five of us were the only ones in the place at first. The cannolis were grand central and per usual, the fam and I had some good laughs and a great time together.
