It's a shame I only discovered the joys of Patellini's Pizza in downtown Sarasota shortly before leaving town. Even now, I'm laying on the bed in my hotel room in Orlando in a part of town seemingly bereft of decent eat-houses, and dreaming about that great 'za that Patellini's delivers right to your doorstep.
But even more exciting to me was their spinach calzone, which was the size of a small football and impossible to eat single-handedly in one setting. (After my disastrous experience at Cafe Amalfi - which we won't dwell on here - it was refreshing to get some serious Italian grub around here again.)
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