With over a foot of snow stopping us from hunting down duck fat french fries, we made the best of our situation by getting a nice greasy nutritious meal delivered right to our door. You guessed it, pizza! Ordinarily when I eat pizza for breakfast it's a cold slice from the Boot leftover from the night before. This on the other hand was according to my cousins "New York's finest pizza." I don't know how it compares to other pie establishments, but La Traviata was quite good. Salty and savory, with a nice thin crust, a great start to my day.
Time to convince my cousins to go sledding with me in Central Park!