I am grateful for The Columbian’s negative review of Nonavo Pizza (“Nonavo’s wood-fired pizzas missing flair,” March 10). Quite often, this gem of a restaurant is so busy it runs out of its fresh-daily pizza dough, or I nearly die of thirst before my turn to order one of the few, but always first-rate, ales on tap.
Lines at the door wait for them to open even on miserable rainy days. Maybe folks will believe The Columbian’s writer and stay away so I can enjoy more of the made-to-order-fresh-as-can-be salads and first-rate pizza Nonavo prepares with excellence to which only a handful of Portland establishments can compare — and that Nonavo offers at about $5 less per pie than its Portland competitors.
Sure, the decor is casual, but at Nonavo it is clearly all about the food. The ingredients they choose to put in their customers’ bodies are nothing but the best. That, my friends, is where I want to eat.
