Oslo’s Secret

It’s quite possible that the good people of Oslo, Minnesota won’t appreciate me letting thousands hundreds of people in on their well kept secret, but here goes.

If you like good pizza, and you happen to be in the Oslo area, I suggest a trip to Johnny Bravoz in the heart of the city.  Homemade pizza at its best.  It is some of the best I’ve had in long while.

True story:  Six men from the Grand Cities took a trip to Oslo last night to check out the pizza that has quickly grown a cult following.  I was part of that group.  We had heard whispers of good pizza in Oslo, but we were skeptical.

We are now believers.  I won’t go into details because I’m getting kinda hungry just typing this, but suffice it to say that it was fresh and hot and plentiful.

Ps…we ordered three large pizzas.  We didn’t finish them.  A large pizza at Johnny Bravoz is roughly the size of a tire from a cement truck.

Pps…we noticed the sign on the door, “No whiners or cry babies.”  We agreed not to test that rule.