Antos Pizzeria & Pasta

The guy that runs this is like the fun, nice, cool Uncle I wish I had instead of the old, drunk, pervy one I actually have.
He’s genuinely Italian (not like those awful fake Italians that seem to be everywhere you look these days) and is chronically happy in the most relaxed and infectious way. And hells, why wouldn’t he be when he’s blessed with the God-​given talent to create the most awe-​inspiringly, pants-​wettingly delicious pizzas in Sydney? You may guess from that little paean that this is my go-​to ‘za joint and you’d guess right.
None of this pan base crap. No bike wheel-​thin, brittle dough with an artisan scraping of tomato sauce and three pieces of gourmet pepperoni. These bad boys are dripping with love and quality toppings, stacked high with colour and juice and topped with tasty cheese and chilli flakes and those ace little Italian anchovies I can’t get enough of.
My fave is The Special with pretty much everything and the kitchen sink on it. But NO PINEAPPLE. God help you if you order pineapple on a pizza. What are we, Polynesian cavemen? It’s cheap, too. 2 families feeds three of us with lunch left over the next day. Boom.
All hail Antos, king of pizza parlours!