Tele-pizza

There is only one best pizza in the world, and it is in Granada.

No, really. In one of the old buildings just off the town square by a block northish, and two easterly, you can sit down in the Tele-pizza restaurante and eat the absolute utter best pizza you will ever eat anywhere. Or at least the best pizza I have ever eaten anywhere, and in spite of my extremely limited experience around the world eating pizza, or doing much else for that matter, I challenge you to try it and compare to your personal favourite. And Tonas are 20 cordobas (about a dollar US), making it a sin not have at least two. A large pizza with five toppings, six drinks, five desserts - flan, chocolate cake, tres leche - about $US 15.00.

Three tres leche and the two others make five desserts, see?

Still not convinced? I tried to eat, on the day we left, a calzone from Tele-pizza, which is to pizza pockets what Arnold Schwartzeneger is to PeeWee Herman... if Arnie was made of delectable crust and crammed with freshly cooked ham and most of a block of superlative melted cheese and a little bag of wonderous tomato sauce to drizzle on to taste, and Paul Reuben was disinterestedly thrown together by Mccain out of sawdust and recycled cardboard. Or something. This metaphor isn't working; but I stalled with about a fifth left, unable to eat any more no matter how much I wanted to, which was quite a lot.

Update: I see by my notes that we spent $US 19.00, not $15.00 as originally posted on that supper, which obviously is far too much, and we never should have gone.