All Fired Up
9 Depot Square
Barre, Vermont 05641
Time of Visit 15:15
- One pepperoni, black olive and sweet sausage pizza pie
- Two Mountain Dews
- Two slices of carrot cake
- One hot coffee and one ice coffee
Total $27.05
Initially greeted by a nameless female, we were informed that the kitchen was shut down due to a cleaning process that sounded like it involved some nasty chemicals. Apparently pizza was the only food item that was available since it didn’t involve that certain portion of the kitchen. My fiance and I decided to wait until more of the kitchen became available, though a waitress by the name of Heather suggested we try a pizza instead of just sitting around for half an hour.
The first thing you will notice when walking in is the warmly illuminated chalk board of specials and other neat items.
My fiance pointed out a few toppings to me and I agreed, even though I’m not exactly an olive person. After trying a slice, the only thing stopping me was my stomach. I couldn’t say no to more, the sausage pieces were not what you’d come to expect from a normal pizza parlor, these were full size slices of sausage not the usual “chunks.”
All Fired Up uses an old style brick oven for their pizzas and other similar foods, heating the food through conduction via the brick, not radiation of a fire below.
Stuffed and immobile, we were stuck in our chairs just chatting away as Heather comes back to take our plates away. “You’re not going to let that one slice sit there are you? Noo! Let me get you a slice box!” Before we can respond Heather whisks away, only to return with said slice box.
“The menu told us to ask you about desserts,” I mentioned, and Heather rattled off the different after-dinner treats, some items being; carrot cake, biscotti, home-made chocolatechip cookies, coffee, and a few different types of pies… “She said carrot cake!” Giggled my ecstatic boyfriend, “Ok, two slices of carrot cake.”
Heather returns with the carrot cake, only now to inquire about drinks; an iced coffee for me and a regular coffee for Kevin. Both beverages were beyond expectations, even without sugar or cream it tasted like a proper coffee should. Good.
Unfortunately neither of us could finish our slices of cake, so we returned to casual chatter as the front room filled with out patrons. All the while Heather jokingly persisted we have more coffee every so often, but not to interrupt our conversation. All in all, twenty-seven dollars and five cents bought a good meal.
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