I rarely eat pizza in America; you can call me a food snob, that’s OK. I much prefer pizza in Italy, but at A16, I indulge in thin, crispy, truly Italian pizza. The toppings are light and flavourful; I love the “funghi” pizza – exotic mushrooms, leeks, pecorino tartufo . You can see the wood fired oven (and most of the kitchen) from the dining room…it’s how they get the crust so crispy and delicious. “Pizza bianca” is now a close second.
A16 is named for the highway that encircles Naples – and it’s an apt name for this authentic and much appreciated restaurant in the Marina district. Because it’s only a short walk from where I live, I am lucky enough to visit often. When friends make the trek over San Francisco’s hills to come to my neighbourhood, or when they offer to take me to dinner, this is the place I choose.
Other favourites of mine are the fennel scented chicken meatballs with root vegetables, creamy burrata with olive oil, and squid ink pasta – something I have seen only rarely outside of Italy. Don’t forget to get a side of olives to get you started – everything is delicious, and, at least to my appreciative palate, authentic. The wine list is great too, and it’s a nice place to stop for a glass of wine or snack at the bar if you’re not inclined towards dinner; take advantage of the bartender’s knowledge and ask for wine recommendations.