When you eat pizza every week, you become more attuned to
what’s trending in the wild world of pizzerias.
And what’s trending now is the wood-fired pizza. Whether it’s branded as “authentic Neapolitan”
or just plain “wood-fired”, these trendy little joints are popping up all over
the place. Some are chains like Punch
Neapolitan, which we visited week 8, and some are small, independent
knock-offs, like the place we patronized on our 15th week of
consecutive pizza consumption.
Week 15 found us once again on West Broadway Avenue, but
this time, we were solidly in Northeast Minneapolis at Element Pizza, a place
recommended by my mom (see, Mom? I do
listen to you!) and also by my NE-dwelling friends, Jon and Jennifer.
A somewhat alarming trend has emerged over the past few
pizza-eating weeks. Specifically, the
hubby and I spend all day anticipating our future pizza consumption, and,
because we are concerned about spoiling our appetites, often forgo our
traditional breakfast, lunch, and snacks in order to “save up room” for
pizza. Unfortunately, this tactic has
backfired because by 3 PM, we are a bit peckish. The rumbling of our tummies, low blood sugar,
and a general feeling of shakiness and lightheadedness makes us anxious,
panicky, and cranky. And nothing good
can come from that. Thus, our dinner hour
has gotten earlier and earlier and earlier week after week after week – and instead
of a pizza date night, we’re heading toward a pizza brunch at this rate. It’s only a matter of time before we’re
foraging for pizza for breakfast.
On our 15th week of consecutive pizza
consumption, we gave in to our mid-afternoon hunger and I am only mildly
ashamed to report that we departed Golden Valley at 3:30 PM for pizza. Desperate times call for desperate measures, folks.
Pre-Pizza Moods
Princess D: You won’t like
me when I’m hungry. I don’t like me when
I’m hungry. You also won’t like me when
I’m tired, having a bad hair day, or feeling fat. All of the above were going on last
weekend. Even so, I picked myself up by
my bootstraps and for you, my loyal readers; I forced myself into a pre-pizza
mood of 5. You should be very impressed
because all signs pointed toward a full-fledged campaign for Mayor of
Crankytown.
Hubby: The hubby, who is often a happy-go-lucky kind
of guy and whose pre-pizza mood typically rivals my own, had a headache. Probably due to missed meals and hunger, but
I’m not a doctor so that’s just a guess.
He was also slightly horrified to be having our pizza date at
3-something in the afternoon. He clocked
in at a 5 also.
Parking Situation: When you have your pizza date at 3:30 PM, you
miss both the lunch and the dinner crowd.
In this case, that was definitely a good omen, since Element possesses a
petite parking lot. During the lunch and
dinner rush, I imagine it is challenging to park – and I am not going to chance
it myself. In their defense, Element’s
website owns up to the fact that their parking situation is less than optimal
and patrons are informed that they have a “small parking lot” and you’re
encouraged to avail yourself of free parking on residential streets if the
parking lot is full.
Exterior Appearance: It’s
not much to look at from the outside.
Element Pizza is in a small, rectangular, single-story building with painted
red brick. They’ve done their best to
make a squat, nondescript building look appealing. They have a patio that might be larger than
their dining room (!), dramatic awnings, and sweet flower boxes. But you can only do so much with a squat
building. Points for effort, though.
Entrance/Welcome: Like its
Neapolitan pizza competitors, Element Pizza has counter-service. When you walk in, you’ll first notice the
rustic, cabin-style interior. Bright
windows, woodsy décor, and the smell of wood-fired dough embrace you with a big,
welcoming hug as you enter. Element is
family owned and operated, so odds are that you’ll see the patriarch of the
family working behind the counter. He
wears many hats and odds are, he’ll be baking pizzas, taking orders, ringing
people up, and serving drinks. The open floor plan allows you the opportunity
to watch your pizza come to life before your eyes.
Clientele/Overall Vibe: In
spite of the early hour, we were not the only patrons at Element! A steady stream of take-out clients were in
and out, and there was another first-time couple there as well. How do I know it was their first time at
Element? Because they got there before
us and we had to wait an agonizingly long time while they tried to navigate the
menu and decide on their order.
Wait Staff: I can’t rate the
wait staff since this is a counter-service restaurant. However, I would like to comment briefly on the
counter service, since not only did we wait there for a long time, but the girl
who took my order failed to pour my beer and then patently ignored me while I
stood there waiting and tapping my foot impatiently. She refused to make eye contact with me and
eventually, the multi-tasking patriarch noticed me looming over the counter and
eventually, poured my beer. Since I
actually tipped her when I paid my bill, I was not super-thrilled with the
whole, “I won’t give you your beverage or acknowledge you” vibe.
Menu Selection: All Element
pizzas are 12 inches and feature San Marzano tomato sauce and fresh mozzarella cheese.
Those of you who passed high school
chemistry or my fellow liberal arts college attendees who took an introductory
philosophy course may vaguely recall a lesson on the classical elements; fire, water,
air, and earth. Element is embracing
this concept in
their menu, which features pizzas cleverly named after the elements. You can also build your own.
Since we couldn’t agree on a pizza, we decided to order
individually. I ordered the Element,
which featured sun-dried tomatoes, roasted eggplant, arugula, and basil. The hubby ordered the Fire, since he likes a
little spice in his life. The Fire is
comprised of spicy sausage, roasted red pepper, goat cheese, and basil.
Food Wait Time: I can’t
comment since I was consumed with trying to get someone to give me my damn
beer.
Drumroll, please . . . the pizza
itself: Better than Punch? Definitely.
Element uses fresh ingredients and they take a lot of pride in
delivering a fresh, tasty, wood fired pizza.
It goes well with a delicious, fresh spinach salad (I have to eat my
veggies, folks) and that beer I eventually received washed it all down
nicely. If you’re bought into this
wood-fired pizza fad, you could do worse than Element.
My hubby liked this pizza almost
as much as he enjoyed Pizzeria Lola,
but we both agreed that we preferred the ambience, people-watching, and pizza
itself at Lola to Element. My hubby is
developing a taste for the Neapolitan pizza.
I’ll probably have to start pinching pennies to save up for a trip to
Italy next . . .
Price & Value: You get a lot of food for your money at
Element. However, it’s hard to feel like
you’re getting a real bargain when you’re shelling out $40 to eat at a place
featuring counter service. I’m torn on
how to rate the price and value. The
food was exceptionally fresh and the servings were generous, which has me
leaning toward giving Element a passing grade on price and value – but $40 for
a pizza date is still on the pricey side of the equation. I’ll let you make the call.
Post-Pizza Mood: We left
Element hovering around a 7. My hubby
was all gung ho to go forth and embark on a post-pizza adventure, whereas I
wanted to lay down for a long winter’s nap.
We ultimately headed back to Golden Valley where we separated; he to the
living room and the television and I to my nest (aka bed) with my Kindle and my
cookie monster jammies.
Bottom Line: If you like-a
the wood-fired pizza, you might-a like-a Element. Or you might not. Superior to Punch, certainly – and all the
elements are in place for this to be a winner, but something is just a tad bit
off. I can’t put my finger on exactly
what was amiss (aside from my missing beverage), so if you’d got an extra $40
in your pocket and a
rumbly in your tumbly, you might head over to Element and check it out for
yourself.
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