The pirate

I had driven past Il Pirata Caffe a few times before I finally had occasion to visit and, right down to the website without contact details and the feisty Italian owner-operator, it didn’t disappoint.

the pirate on the wall

It’s a curious place, heavily laden with pirate paraphernalia of all descriptions, from a variety of cultures. One of the most outstanding features for me was the bamboo servery. In fact, bamboo featured more prominently than most other mediums throughout the restaurant. I kept looking over my shoulder for Gilligan but he never arrived. I didn’t really understand the picture of the-man-in-Speedos-and-not-much-else hanging on the wall; I will save that question for my next visit.

All quirks aside, Il Pirata makes an awesome pizza.

My dining partner ordered the Dei Pirati, a spicy and incredibly moreish combination of salami, black olives, chilli and mozzarella on a tomato base.

dei pirati: spicy and delicious

I asked our host to recommend a pizza for me and he pointed out the Tayla pizza, a recent menu addition with four different cheeses (mozzarella, bocconcini, ricotta, parmesan), cherry tomatoes and basil.

tayla: cheesy and scrumplicious

We chose different drinks; while my dining partner selected safety in a birra Italiana (Castello), I decided to brave the nondescript ‘house red’. As the cork was rather loose in the bottle, I strongly suspect that the house red was not the Chianti it claimed to be, however it was eminently drinkable – and perfect with the pizza.

chianti?

At $53, both our needs to dine out and eat pizza were sated. The pizza bases were thin and expansive, the toppings fresh and plentiful. There were even sufficient leftovers for lunch the next day. I declared the foodly adventure an unequivocal success.

If you are ever pizza-hungry while near Sackville Terrace in Doubleview, call into Il Pirata. Who knows, if you happen to be there on a cold Tuesday night, you may find you have an entire restaurant to yourselves.

H 🙂

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5 Comments Add yours

  1. Benjaminio says:

    I’m going to go here very soon, it reminds me of my Mancunian Italian endeavours I stumbled down some stairs into a makeshift lounge room-esque dining experience complete with non-English speaking staff of two and a chef that wouldn’t look out of place on a boat full of lawyers sailing toward the edge of the world. Upon my arrival and midway through my first course I witnessed what could only be rivaled by a NYE episode of Eastenders, complete with police presence and a table of dishonest cockney patrons. Moments later I embarked upon my main course, a plate size reserved for kings with a healthy gut full of freshly made pasta filled with spinach and ricotta surrounded in a light and creamy white wine style sauce. At this point I might add I am neither a chef or a restauranteur but I do know food that satisfies an urge. So if you’re wondering the streets of Manchester endlessly passing generic italian after generic pizza with no ‘salivation’ then go here and you will be entertained by more ways than one. Thank you Hannah for firstly, finding me a place to eat tomorrow and secondly for allowing me the space to tell you all a story of epic proportions.

    Love n Peace

    Benjaminio

    1. Hannah says:

      Thanks for sharing your story! I am glad to have helped answer the eternal question (“What should I eat for dinner tomorrow night?”) and I hope your Il Pirata experience is delicious.

      H 🙂

    2. Benjaminio says:

      And the place I forgot to name is… Bella Italia (don’t let the name fool you).

  2. Benjaminio says:

    OMG the website is so basic, it scares me.

    1. Hannah says:

      Don’t let the little things put you off the place; the pizza is awesome.

      H 🙂

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