Bella Italia 28-30 High Street, Kempston, Bedford, MK42 7AR
Last Saturday the usual gang got together round a friend’s house for a few drinks and a catch up, since we all had a Christening to go to the next day it wasn’t what you’d call a heavy night at all.
As the night went on mouths started patting and stomachs started growling, the ballot was open, the votes were counted and the general consensus was “Tray Pizza’s from Bella Italia”. We’ve had these many times before and they’re normally great (they were better before the place got taken over a couple of years ago), a massive pizza approx. 48”L x 24”W. A good way to feed a lot of people cheaply.
We ordered two of the beasts and it cost us about £5.50 each (there were seven of us in total), not a bad price all things considered:
1 x Pepperoni, salami & Jalapeno peppers
As the night went on mouths started patting and stomachs started growling, the ballot was open, the votes were counted and the general consensus was “Tray Pizza’s from Bella Italia”. We’ve had these many times before and they’re normally great (they were better before the place got taken over a couple of years ago), a massive pizza approx. 48”L x 24”W. A good way to feed a lot of people cheaply.
We ordered two of the beasts and it cost us about £5.50 each (there were seven of us in total), not a bad price all things considered:
1 x Pepperoni, salami & Jalapeno peppers
1 x Chicken, Sweet corn & garlic
Phone order – done they 40mins later there’s the knock on the door… pizza is snatched, money is thrown at the delivery lad, pizza is hurried in to the kitchen and within seconds we’re piling in! Slices fly this way, plates fly that way, salt, pepper, chomp chomp chomp… ewww…
It’s shite!
Greasy crisp layer on the base of the dough, the rest of the dough is a spongy mess, thick tomato, piss all cheese, barely any pepperoni and the “Jalapenos” were the shitty pickled ones you normally get with a kebab. It tasted a bit like a mega budget pizza you’d pick up from Iceland (yeah, that place where apparently all mum’s go and then come back with “lips & aresholes” (or chicken nuggets & economy burgers to you and I).
After a couple of slices one friend went off to throw up, myself and another friend ploughed through a few slices (salt may be bad for the heart but when it’s helping to hide the taste of a shitty meal then all I can say is BRING ON THE CARDIAC ARREST!).
I have no idea what has happened here, perhaps there’s a shite chef in tonight or perhaps the mighty truly have fallen, I don’t know. They used to do proper, glorious, tasty Italian tray pizzas but now… not so much. You might as well have just brought in a small crying child and served his tears in a box it was that sad.
Bella Italia… SHAME ON YOU!!!
It’s the old problem again, what used to be solely an Italian food joint changed, now it’s a chippy, kebab house, chicken shack and pizzeria. This is where it all goes wrong, just concentrate on one area and then do it well. The people will thank you for it, if the belly’s happy then the face is happy and if they’re both happy then wallets and purses across the town will be more than happy to open up for you.
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