After driving to Palm Springs and Rancho Mirage, we decided to try a highly rated restaurant in Palm Springs called Bill’s Pizza since 1.) we wanted to get out and explore the city, and 2.) we hadn’t eaten hardly anything for 7-8 hours so we were starving. They ranked towards the top of entrants in the international pizza competition with one of their entries and have attracted a glowing, almost cult-like following among certain foodies. Unequivocally, their reputation is well deserved. Even living in the New York area for several years, let both Aaron and I say: This is some of the best pizza we’ve ever eaten. It was a work of art. If we lived within an hour’s drive, we’d make the trip for it. The flavor balance, the ingredients; it’s flawless. I want this in Kansas City. I want this now.
I’m starting to get the appeal of the oasis in the desert. I’m still not sure if it’s home because it’s so different from what I’ve experienced throughout my life, but I can see why some people enjoy it.