My 1st NYC breakfast may have been cheap, but it didn’t exactly fill me up. After walking down Broadway and exploring Greenwich Village (extremely cool and pronounced “greh-nich” btw), I was beginning to get hungry again.

Hmm, what to eat? What do we have on this Greenwich Village street? A spaghetti restaurant, a noodle bar, and a pizzeria: melting pot indeed. I chose the Numero 28 pizzeria (the one with the yellow sign) as it seemed the most New York-y to me at the time.

Numero 28

Stepping inside, the first thing I saw was a real wood-burning pizza oven. Good start. The waiter seated us at a table and I took a look at the menu. I wanted a simple and authentic thin-crust pizza with some veggies and a little meat. The prosciutto caught my eye.

Numero 28There were 2 items featuring it:
S. Daniele
– Prosciutto S. Daniele, rucola, mozarella
Piadina – Stuffed prosciutto, rucola, parmiagino

I wasn’t sure what the Piadina was so I asked what the “Stuffed” referred to. The waiter told me, in a rude tone as if I should’ve been born with this knowledge, that it was a stuffed pizza similar to a gyro. I wanted a real pizza so I went with the S. Daniele ($15 for the 14″). Before the waiter was able to escape, I asked him what “rucola” was. He gave me a disgusted look, told me that it referred to arugula, and walked away. Ouch! And here I thought I was ahead of the curve for already knowing what prosciutto and parmigiano were.

Numero 28

I was a bit annoyed at the waiter’s incredible rudeness, but then I remembered that I was in New York City. When he brought out the delicious pizza, all was forgiven.

I haven’t had such a tasty thin-crust since visiting Europe a few years back. The crust was crispy, the “rucola” was so fresh it was as if it grew out of the crust, the cheese was nice and light, and the cured prosciutto was salty as hell.

Sure beats the Panago we always order at the office.
Fantastic lunch, despite the NYC attitude.