Back at home, the kitchen is the heart of my house. While most families spend their time in living rooms, my family tends to gather in the kitchen, usually because my grandma is cooking up something for dinner that night. Coming from a family of Italian immigrants, I have very high expectations for Italian restaurants.

Last Friday, a couple of my friends and I were searching for a place to eat dinner. It was a combination of rain and snow, so all we could think about was the ultimate comfort food: pizza. After a quick Google search, we landed on a restaurant we have never tried before called Santino’s Little Italy, which claims to use ingredients that are “nothing but the best.”