The pizza I had on a slightly overcast Saturday afternoon on the patio at Delarosa was as close to what I remember eating several times at La Bussola in Florence, Italy. No other pizza I’ve had recently comes close. Could it have been nostalgia that day or just being in the mood for pizza? I don’t know.
I can’t speak to any of the other food, but the two pizzas I sampled, a prosciutto, arugula, and mozzarella, and a sausage and scamorza both were delicious, both had wonderful crust and flavors. The prosciutto pizza was my standard order at La Bussola along with a craft beer from Tuscany. Same order at Delarosa, pizza and beer.
I wouldn’t hesitate to go back to Delarosa (or La Bussola)