After a week of Greek food Neil and I were very happy to discover The Last Slice a little hole in the way pizza shop with two communal tables on the street there serves a very tasty selection of pizza. They were open late and when we left at around midnight they were still putting fresh pies in the display case – the two young hipster working here couldn’t have been sweeter, when I tried to pay up front after I ordered he just said: after – I will bring to you later you pay. The classic Margherita was served with a sprinkling of fresh basil and sweet fresh cherry tomatoes. So good!I really regret not trying the pepperoni pizza… below a creative zucchini and black olive pizza.In addition to pizza they had three beers on tap and if you didn’t want beer the bar next store seemed more than happy to serve you drinks. The two animated regulars at the end of our table had an ongoing conversation going with the waitress next store who brought the large mustached man a tall glass of ouzo – their back and forth really made me wish I spoke Greek!
Here is a the full menu (a slice cost approx $2.45. A glass of draft was around $3.50)The thing about this place that we loved so much, in addition to the adorable staff and the best slice of pizza in Greece, was hanging out on the street and instead of eating in traditional New York style, which is to say shoving the slice in your face as you walk and gobbling it down quickly – we were able to have a relaxed time hanging at the communal tables and taking in the street life. Condiments: in a land not known for spice or hot food this basket of flavor made me very happy.And finally of picture of my last slice (I had 2 and regret not being able to have gone back for more!)
You may wonder why I am writing about a pizza joint in a post about a trip to Greece. It’s simple: in Thessaloniki there are a ton of Greek restaurants, a ton. As a New Yorker who is used to having a burrito for breakfast dim sum for lunch and ramen for dinner by the end of our 7 days in Thessaloniki we were desperate for anything that wasn’t Greek. Not that the Greek food wasn’t great, it was we didn’t have one bad meal and had many exceptional ones, but variety, after all, is the spice of life.