City Paper is not for tourists
The best pies I have eaten in the Washington area (“Pie in the Sky,” 2/4) were not found in Italian establishments but Greek ones.
Anna Maria’s, on Connecticut Avenue, used to have delicious pizza years ago, but I don’t know about now. I won’t eat in the District anymore because of the outrageous taxes.
I’ve pretty much eaten it all, including at many people’s secret out-of-the-way places, but nothing has come even close to Generous George on Duke Street in Alexandria, about 15 minutes from the 14th Street bridge.
Generous George is a Greek, naturally, and his place is appropriately named. His crusts are fresh-made, and they use only the freshest and best ingredients.
I live in Herndon and would gladly drive to Baltimore for one of George’s pizzas if I had to.
Previously, the best I had found was in a restaurant in Sarasota, where the chef and owner, a Pavarotti-sized man named Sal, made his pies behind a large glass window between the dining room and the kitchen, then delivered them to the tables himself, singing opera in a beautiful tenor voice.
And if you’re ever hunting for good Mexican food, let me know and I’ll tell you about a place out here.
(Enjoyed the story, by the way.)