Pizzeria Rustica, in Old Colorado City, is supposed to be one of the best restaurants in Colorado Springs. We finally made it on a Tuesday evening after doing some shopping.
It’s not a large place, at least not in the cooler months when the outdoor patio isn’t open. Our table was jammed between the kitchen, the drink station, and another table. When we first got there, it wasn’t crowded.
But soon four ladies were sat at the next table, and the closest one was much nearer to me than my wife was. They weren’t obnoxious, but they talked loudly enough to make conversation between the two of us awkward.
My wife ordered the Rustica, with “crushed San Marzano tomatoes, house-made mozzarella and gran padano parmesan topped with prosciutto di parma and fresh arugula.” I know what about half of those words mean.
I had the Formaggi e Pollo with “5 cheeses, crushed san marzano tomatoes, local chicken/tomato/basil sausage, red onion, pistachio, rosemary.” Yes, it actually had pistachios on it.
Neither of them were bad, but they weren’t pizza by our standards. We decided we’d probably not make an effort to return, more because of the tight seating than because of disappointment with the food. We allowed our friendly server to talk us into some ordinary desserts.