Apart from biggin-up the family-run Chez Antoine for its delicious dough, there’s a fine ambience here at night too – and not forgetting the amazing laurel leaf tree. (See pic in the main blog).
On offer there’s also dried hams and fresh herbs and a mean selection of savoury pastries including empanadas, maybe placing them as direct competitors for Maison POS’s empanada crown.
Welcomed at the counter, you tell them your order and they’ll call you when it’s ready – nothing new there then! Then when your fresh-baked pizza is ready they call your name. And since lockdown, they now know it’s ‘Paul, in for his Sicilienne!’
Staying local has, at least for me, its psychological benefits – like, being recognized in a neighborhood feels good, even if just for ordering pizza. At cafe Nomade they also predict my order.
I will change my order occasionally, but at Chez Antoine it’s usually a pizza Sicilienne. And about the dough: it’s so perfectly proved, it is moist but sturdy enough for an easy on-the-go eating experience; which, I’m shameful to admit, is usually over just as home gets in eyeshot.
