I've never been a gal who was into super fancy food. I'm more into the overall make-up of a place. Homegrown ingredients. Smiling hosts. Owners bangin' around in the kitchen and the front of the house - serving food, bussing tables, making drinks and chatting with the customers. It's how I'd do it at least, all with a nice chilled glass of something delish in hand.
La Manzana Verde is this exact spot. I've flown past it a billion times on the way to and from points further away - and never stopped - what a shame. I just love the whole joint. The canned veggies lining the shelf, the chaos of being a one-man shop, the old guy wobbling around out in the backyard, the fresh herbs beside the al fresco tables, the time it takes to make pizza from scratch, the laugh a minute vibe - just all of it.
The idea of pulling up a chair to the bar, having a glass of local red, and really just tossin' on an apron to lend a hand - all while practicing my Spanish really just makes me happy way deep down in my soul. Dog's welcome.
We even took the pizza to go and had it that night once we were back home cozed down on the FLO. Probably a 2-lb cheese fest, but it was just so fresh, so full of love, so tasty - why not bring happiness with you?