Michele V.
Yelp
I visited Nonavo Pizza in Vancouver, Washington, on 8/24, and unfortunately, my experience was far from what I expected. While the pizza itself looked fantastic, my encounter with the owner/pizza maker completely soured the experience.
As a pizzaiolo myself, I was admiring their beautiful pizza oven which sits front and center of their open kitchen. I decided to take a couple photos with my phone to capture the moment, and out of nowhere, the owner--who apparently thinks he's some kind of East Coast mob boss--started doing this bizarre, over-the-top impersonation, loudly asking me in an obnoxious tone, "Whatcha doing?"
I replied, "Taking a picture of this beautiful pizza oven," which for some reason made him even more upset. What followed was a verbal beatdown that went on for several rounds. I found it comical at first, but as he progressed, he got louder and more obnoxious. His loud and abrasive demeanor made the whole situation uncomfortable, not really for me but more for the seated patrons who were enjoying their lunch. To make matters worse, his shouts were peppered with profanity.
In an attempt to deescalate the situation, I mentioned that I was a pizzaiolo myself and have my own woodfired brick oven, hoping we could share some camaraderie. This only seemed to piss him off even more, making the situation even more awkward and unnecessary.
To top it all off, he actually flipped me off--an incredibly unprofessional move--which I later realized was captured comically on camera. It would have been laughable if it wasn't so absurdly rude. Che cafone! Un vero stronzo! Despite his bad attitude, I didn't let it chase me away. I hobbled to the register and ordered three pies. For context, I was the man with the goatee, glasses, and walking canes with my wife and daughter who we were dropping off as a first year college student.
As for the pizza itself, it was mediocre at best. We tried the Margherita, Marinara, and Anchovy pizzas, and all of them were disappointing. The dough was undercooked, and it was clear the oven temperature was too cold. For a place that prides itself on wood-fired pizza, this was a big letdown.
The cheese they used wasn't even buffalo mozzarella, which is a basic expectation for italian wood fired pizza.
And by the way, that oven sits proud front and center in the pizza shop, practically begging to be admired. If they didn't want the attention, they should have tucked it behind the scenes.
After reading other Yelp reviews, I now see that I am not the first person this lunatic has exploded in anger with. It seems this type of behavior is a regular feature here.
To the owner: Chill out. Non tutti sono qui per rubare i tuoi segreti della pizza. I was simply admiring the craftsmanship of your oven, not planning a heist. Your attitude is completely out of line.
I won't be returning, and I definitely won't be recommending Nonavo Pizza to anyone. There are plenty of great pizza places out there where you can enjoy your meal without being harassed by a lunatic wannabe mobster.