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Frozen pizza better than dining out?

You may have read my recent post about Marcello's on Commercial Drive. Now Commercial Drive has a lot of moderate-to-cheaper restaurants, unlike often-overpriced to way-overpriced downtown Vancouver and Yaletown. I coughed up $14.95 for a medium pizza (plus 12% HST plus tip).

The very next day, this landed in my fridge:

Delissio Garlic Bread Pizza (Bruschetta) March 10, 2010

Turns out Superstore (Metrotown, Burnaby, BC) was having a sale on Nestle (formerly Kraft) Delissio pizza. $4.97 (maximum 2 at this price; otherwise $7.57).

They aren't kidding that it's garlic bread pizza because the garlic flavor came through strongly, though not overwhelmingly or making the pizza bitter. On top of that are bruschetta-style toppings evenly on the pizza and all the way to the edge. The square shape makes maximum use of the box (and your oven). It weighs in at 880 grams.

IT WAS TASTY.

So, looking back at Marcello's... I could have gotten THREE pizzas for the same price, in the comfort of my own home, and not have had to tip anyone.

Now, Delissio pizza can be hit and miss (the thin crust flatbread stuff is horrid, with skimpy toppings and a nasty oiliness), but some of them are really good -- and with the advantage that you can bake it to whatever crust you like at home, it's at least on part with mainstream order-in pizza from Pizza Factory or even Dominos.

If you want variety in your pizza, dining out will get you that. If you want cheap and you don't get sick of it by eating it every day, then I highly recommend you store up on these.

(By the way, Save On Foods at Metrotown has a parallel promotion on the big two-pizza-packs. They work out to just a few pennies more per pizza.)

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