The perfect pizza, a glass of Cab, and the Courtney Bibb.

It’s a well-known fact about me that I absolutely LOVE Fig’s in Charlestown. It’s one of my favorite go-to’s for pizzas, salads, and just a great neighborhood joint. The line is typically out the door, but the food is more than worth the wait. As you can imagine when the topic of pizza on a Sunday came up? I was more than happy to suggest the quick walk to Fig’s. So, adorned in my new much anticipated Courtney Bibb from Bauble Bar (http://www.baublebar.com/the-courtney-bib.html), we made the trek.
Last night was one of those rare nights when you walk into Fig’s and are not completely overwhelmed by the crowd. Maybe it was a slow Sunday night, maybe it was a result of the Celtics game still in play, or maybe everyone was hunkering down getting ready to watch the finale of “True Detective” (which of course was UNBELIEVABLE!!). Last night, my dining companion and I, walked into a quiet dining room and took our pick of tables. Now, he was hesitant to believe the “hype” about Fig’s but let me tell you that by the end of the end of the night.. He was a Fig’s convert.
Now, I very rarely am able to go into Fig’s and not order the warm bacon and spinach salad so of course I started with that. He picked the wedge, but I’m pretty confident that once he saw the massive pieces of bacon in my salad he was jealous… Food envy is the worst isn’t it? We also decided to go half and half on a pizza, he picked the Bronx Bomber and I opted for the Roasted Pulled Chicken (the Bronx Bomber was a first for me as I typically am allured by the more artisanal choices).
I’m sure you’re thinking a salad is a salad is a salad. Not the warm bacon and spinach salad. It comes out expertly dressed with the perfect amount of lemony vinaigrette, massive chunks of bacon, and grated fresh parmesan. It’s simple, it’s clean, and it has just the right amount of salt to bring out the flavor of the spinach. I would comment on the wedge, but my dining companion did not offer me a bite so I apologize.
Pepperoni pizza is my jam when I’m really in the mood for it or if I go to the Brown Jug in Chelsea, otherwise I tend to go for a pizza with more veggies on it. The Bronx Bomber half of the pizza was gone by the time we finished. Smaller slices of pepperoni strategically littered to give you just enough of the spicy taste of the meat without going overboard. And the crispy basil leaves on top, coupled with the right amount of sweetness in the red sauce and the most delicious amount of cheese on top? Ridiculous. I literally think this was the best pepperoni pizza I’ve ever had. And let’s not forget one of my staples- the Roasted Pulled Chicken which is also topped with gruyere cheese, caramelized onions, and basil oil. This is a pizza I will never have enough of. The pairing of gruyere with basil oil and caramelized onions is just too good to be true, and you honestly can’t go wrong. I feel we had the perfect blend of spicy and salty on one half, and sweet and savory on the other. One of my concerns with taking my dining companion to Figs was the thinness of the crust. I know how picky some can be and how crust can teeter on the edge of being too thin, but this was perfectly cooked with the right amount of char on the crust and not too thin.
No good pizza dinner would be complete without dessert, you need a little something sweet to complete the meal. Given only one choice, we went for the vanilla bread pudding. It was presented to us topped in whipped cream, and the plate was drizzled in caramel sauce and sprinkled with cinnamon (uh oh, I guess I’ll just eat around it?). I didn’t know what to expect as I’ve only had pizza and salad and apps at Fig’s and everything has always been pretty amazing, and this dessert did not disappoint. The bread pudding was the right temperature and consistency, and not overly sweet. I was happy there was not cinnamon through the entirety of it, but I still managed to work my way through the caramel and whipped cream without having a crazy allergic reaction. Note to self: Let restaurants know about my food allergies. Noted.

Bon Appetit!

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