A cold, rainy night in Sydney is always a good setting for pizza & a glass of red. A quick thirty minutes after arriving, and a glass of red at the convenient East Village pub next door, we were seated by the attentive & lovely waitstaff.
When the infamous pizza arrived the look of it was enough for you to commit your complete pizza loyalty from that point on. I had naughtily ordered the pizza for myself so it wad lucky that it was half vegetarian so Stef could help me eat it. The overall rating, so delicious, so fresh and am now asking the question as to why there is not more ricotta pizza & why I did not ponder that question before now. A slow waddle to a cab and we headed home, proudly announcing we had definitely had the best pizza in Sydney.
Note: we did actually try Lucio's a few months ago. We have also managed to get back there since. There is no other option for pizza now.