I went back again and drawn by their special in the menu. They already impressed me on the first and two visits, but the third left me genuinely awed.

This time I ordered the mushroom truffle oil sourdough pizza, and it didn’t just deliver, it declared itself my favourite from the first bite.

The aroma arrived before the slice touched the table, deep, earthy truffle oil rising confidently followed by the deep savouriness of the white sauce.

Then comes the quiet brilliance, sliced mushrooms cooked just right, tender yet textured, grounding every mouthful with balance and restraint.

The sourdough base ties it all together, light, airy, and just chewy enough to remind you this was hand crafted. Every element knew its role. Everything collaborated.

What truly convinced me? Mr Hubby. He’s not a truffle person at all. Yet he reached for slice after slice, slowly crossing over to the dark and delicious side.

Good food doesn’t just feed the stomach—it shifts the mood, softens conversations, and makes time slow down a little. This pizza worth every penny.

Kthxbye.