The Sunday New York Post has what might be described as a print version of the old Chuck Woolery dating show Love Connection. Each week, a bachelor or bachelorette is presented to readers and then chooses among three potential dates. The next week, we read about the date and are introduced to a new set of candidates.
Last week 28-year-old bachelor-contestant Sean caught our eye because the blurb introducing him mentioned his obsession with pizza. October is National Pizza Month, and Sean, a financier and stand-up comic, has been trying to eat pizza every day in observance. Last week's Post said that Sean wanted to find a woman who shared his pizza fixation. He chose Kelly, a 25-year-old law student. Here's how it went:
He said: As the date went on, I was starting to think more logically. After all, I had picked her - I hate to say it, but to be honest, I feel like she might not have picked me if she had been choosing. My ego is a little hurt by that, but she did say she wanted to come and see one of my comedy shows. So I was kind of thinking, "Maybe, but probably maybe not!"I gradually became aware that she was not too big a fan of the pizza. But I have to say the pizza at Ottimo was amazing. It's definitely one of the top 10 in the city. It was that sort of pizza you only get at a gourmet Italian, with lots of garlic and more tomatoey than normal.
She said: Over dinner he explained all about his pizza-eating project. Apparently, October is National Pizza Month, and he has a mission to go to a different pizza restaurant every night and eat pizza with a different person, and he photographs it as well. I sort of thought the whole pizza thing was a little over the top - especially as I distinctly got the impression he was already sick of pizza after just six days! I don't know how he's going to be able to do it for the rest of the month.
I'm sure his pizza was great, but Sean missed out on some really great food at Ottimo. The restaurant was very friendly and warm, and I had this delicious home-made fettuccini with artichoke and tomato. He was drooling a little bit. Not over me, at my food.
Trust us, Sean: You're not doing yourself any favors with the whole pizza thing. Chicks don't dig it. It's dorky. The only thing dorkier is running a pizza weblog.
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