Birroteca is a favorite of many in Baltimore. I’m overstating the obvious. The location, that atmosphere, the vibration, the libations, and last but not the least, the food is highly regarded. It’s to the point that you might get sick of hearing about it. Yes, it’s one of those places. I love it. I couldn’t pretend to be different even if I wanted to.
With that teaser, unfortunately I won’t be writing about the city location. This is for us folks who live in the county and more specifically Bel Air. Don’t fret, a recap of the happenings on the city location will be forthcoming. But I want it to feel special and to feel appropriate. I’ll know the sign when it comes to me.
It was a dear friends birthday and they didn’t want to dine in haha. That’s understandable. The request was for something from the dinner menu, and of course that means a couple of pizzas for us to share as friends or pizza pals. We adore pizza.
The birthday bud wanted a margherita (plain cheese with tomatoes). Second pie would be the bianco, with four cheeses, candied walnut sage, and pine cone syrup. Mamma Mia!
A special birthday feast also means a couple of appetizers, so we couldn’t decide between Arancini and meatballs, so we went with both. That’s how you solve a problem.
Our carry-out order was effortless and the pick-up was just the same. No issues. That was my first time setting foot in this Birro. It’s so much more cozier and quaint versus the one in the city. This is not to say one is better than the other. The Baltimore location intimidated me the first time. It’s colossal.
We first had the apps. Make sense in sequence right? Our meatballs were good. The mess in the photo is entirely my fault.
And the arancini I could eat a plate of. That was one of the highlights. One just isn’t enough. Please can I have more. You could have that as a meal all by its lonesome.
The margherita was really good and the very thin crust of theirs I’ve always been a huge fan of. For even the folks who don’t like lots of bread, this works flawlessly. The sauce and cheese worked perfectly in concert with one another.
But the bianco was something else. The pine cone syrup I was able to taste right away. Incredible. And walnuts on a pie is a sure-finer winner. You’ve got to be see and eat to believe. First time for me and I want a next time.
Both pies look gorgeous a well. These are eye-candy to the highest power.
The pies have endeared themselves to me even more over time and it’s been less than a week since our feast of friendship. As a write this I’ve even more giddy with excitement. It feels good and I look forward to visits back to Bel Air and Baltimore in short order.
No more teasing.
Stay warm and stay inspired,