A culinary plot twist nobody saw coming, but everyone secretly needs: the Indian pizzeria. For centuries, humanity has been forced to make a harrowing choice on a Friday night. Do you order a pungent lamb vindaloo, or do you go for a comforting, extra-cheesy pizza?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thanks to visionary establishments like Bollywood Ind\u00fa Restaurante – Pizzeria,<\/em> you no longer have to make that devastating choice. Why settle for plain old garlic bread when you could have a freshly baked garlic naan smothered in melted mozzarella? Who decided that tomato sauce should have a monopoly on pizza bases when a rich, velvety butter chicken sauce is sitting right there, waiting for its moment in the spotlight?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Imagine the sheer drama inside the kitchen. Dough is swung through the air in traditional Italian fashion, only to land directly inside a searing tandoor oven. A chef in full culinary theatrical mode tosses spices around like a Bollywood lead dancing through a dramatic rain sequence. It is chaotic, it is glamorous and it is wonderfully excessive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Naturally, a dining concept this bold requires an equally iconic mascot. Positioned right on the shopfront, looking thoroughly regal and entirely unfazed by the fusion chaos, is a classic Bollywood movie star. She gazes gracefully off into the distance, seemingly pondering life\u2019s greatest mystery:<\/p>\n\n\n\n Is it a curry, or is it a slice?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n So the next time your household enters a full-blown argument over the weekend takeaway order, save yourselves the trouble. Head straight to the place where Naples meets Mumbai, grab a spicy tikka feast on a crispy crust, and let the delicious drama unfold.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A culinary plot twist nobody saw coming, but everyone secretly needs: the Indian pizzeria. For centuries, humanity has been forced to make a harrowing choice on a Friday night…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":3999,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[64,116,185,13],"tags":[187,186],"class_list":["post-3998","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-experimental-prose","category-foodways-and-domestic-culture","category-satire","category-trails","tag-curry","tag-pizza"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3998","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3998"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3998\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4000,"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3998\/revisions\/4000"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3999"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3998"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3998"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eurolit.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3998"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}