It's been a big adjustment living in the city...especially coming from Provo, Utah. So far, I just go on adventures around the city and find yummy places to eat and fun places to shop. Being so far from home and anything that is familiar can be a bit depressing. Even when you are in the greatest city in the world. However, one of the advantages of living in NYC is the nearly endless options of comfort food, and any other kind of food you can think of. After a particularly long week my sister, an avid Food Network watcher, had mentioned a segment of “The Best Thing I Ever Ate” that had featured a chocolate pizza. Feeling in the mood for anything with chocolate, I decided to go and check it out. My husband Matt was sweet enough to take me to Max Brenner’s Chocolate for an impromptu date. What’s not to love about the idea of a chocolate pizza? I had imagined that it would be similar to the many brownie pizza’s that I’ve eaten in the past. You know that kind with brownie for the crust, candy on top and maybe a few marshmallows to hold it all together. When I ordered ‘half a pizza’ I didn’t expect it to literally be half of a pizza...but it was! In spite of Matt's insistance that he was ‘too full’ to try the chocolate pizza, he somehow managed to eat half of my order. Although I teased Matt about not eating any, I didn’t mind sharing this huge dessert.
Max Brenner’s chocolate pizza was so much better than I had anticipated! The crust was just a regular unsweetened pizza crust. Topped with beautiful melted chocolate, perfectly toasted marshmallows, three kinds of chocolate chunks, and drizzled with creamy peanut butter, this pizza officially became my favorite thing to eat. My mouth is watering just writing about it. It was perfect. If the crust had been sweet, it would have been ruined. If there had been more peanut butter, it would have taken away from the intensity of the chocolate. I tip my hat to the genius who came up with this delicious treat. For a moment, the world was right. Everything was as it should be. Chocolate had once again calmed the soul, and rejuvenated the heart. I walked away from the restaurant with a spring in my step, ready to face the world. And even if I was a few pounds heavier, it was worth every dollar.
