Franco Manca is a brilliant pizza restaurant that serves sourdough pizza. The slow-rising sourdough (minimum 20 hours) is baked in a wood burning ‘tufae’ brick oven made on site by specialised artisans from Naples.
“London’s Best Pizza” is a big claim to make. We were here to get to the bottom of this.
We got a table outdoors at it was such a gorgeous day.
Our eyes went straight to the specials board before we even looked at the menu. I didn’t even need to look at the menu after this. Both the meat special and the veg special looked insane.
We had a sneaky peek at the menu anyway. God, life’s decisions…
After a long discussion of what to get, Hannah and I decided to share two pizza’s so we get to try everything. We went for the veg special to share as we both fell deeply in love at first sight with it. However, I wanted the meat special, whereas Hannah liked the look of the number 6 – Tomato, cured organic chorizo and mozzarella. We asked the chef if they’d do half-and-half for us, and they very kindly told us it wouldn’t be a problem.
Not long after we ordered, we were presented with these beauties…
It was safe to say we were very pleased with our decision for a lunchtime pizza.
I was also eyeing up the chilli sauce on the side. I love a bit of chilli sauce to dip the crust in. And it wasn’t just any crust this time – it was sourdough!
Or, you know, I could just smother it over my pizza..
We split our pizza’s and ended up with a plate full of goodies.
I gobbled everything up. Hannah said her chorizo pizza was so good that she had dreams about it. I couldn’t decide which out of the meat and veg specials I liked better. I had to have one slice eat in rotation so I wouldn’t feel like I was cheating on either of them that much.
The veg pizza was incredible. It was organic mozzarella, caramelised red onions, chilli and pecorino cheese. And I am a big fan of caramelised onion. And cheese. And chilli. And pizza.
The meat was just as good – smoked buffalo mozzarella with fresh spinach, pancetta and organic kalamata black olives. I think the waitress was stunned at the speed we vacuumed the pizza up in.
I don’t think I’ve had enough pizza in London to know if it’s the best, but I guarantee it’s up there playing with the big dogs. I doubt I’ll ever have a Pizza Hut again – my tastebuds are never going back!