Mama Bosso Boss Gets Doc Kaalberg To Review Their Frozen Pizza… Again
I get things wrong. Look it up. I graduated 2nd in my class, errr 2nd to last in my class. However, like you I have my opinions and I started writing these reviews as a way to share those with you.
With that influence and reach, I have to accept I’ll have some that disagree with me. Some that don’t like me. Some that send me feet pics…(Please stop, feet gross me out), and some that listen to me and go find and patronize these businesses and products. So, I’m honest. If I want to keep growing, and keep you as followers, there is a trust that must be kept. That being said. Let’s get to it.
It’s 9am, I’m over it. I had posted the following on my social media a couple days ago:
Product review…
If you’re a fan of Mama Bosso pizza, can you tell me what you do with the other 3 hours it’s going to take me to finish this slice after taking a bite? Do you walk up and down the street? Go for a car ride? Order another pizza to eat while you are still chewing on that one? Or am I just cooking in wrong?
Nevermind I had to chisel it off the cardboard, that immediately fell apart afterwards. I’m using a pizza stone, and baking in at the exact specifications…Why is this pizza being difficult?
Pizza Score 5/10… 5 points for being the shape of a pizza.
Taste 6.3/10… It’s taste good, for the one bite that seems cooked. Then I find a bite that’s burnt, and bite that’s raw dough. I’m so confused.
Not the greatest review, eh?
And of course I got blowback from it from fans of the pizza, telling me I’m wrong, I’m not cooking it right, etc.
I go to delete the whole post, when my messenger bell goes off. It’s the owner of Mama Bosso Pizza, “I’m the owner of Mama Bosso Pizza. Would love to talk about how to bake the pizza. I’ve read every comment. Good feedback…”
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My first impression…oh shit. Not a ” that’s great ohhh shit” but a “My folks found my stash and they want to talk in the living room ohh shit.” I call my wife, who confirms my dread with an “Oh wow Leo, you fked up”.
10 years ago, Scott Florence purchased and took over Mama Bosso Pizza. His promise “Nothing changes, the recipe, the product, the preparation, the measurements, it all stays the same. 10 years later, the world has changed. Competition has changed. The Bosso Pizza line, has grown. New flavors, classic flavors, smaller offerings and of course ahole food critics that don’t know how to bake a pizza.
For 30 minutes, I have a back and forth conversation learning the story of how the pizza I grew up with, has grown up. The pizza and I quote, “We thought about and designed this for the guy that goes home throws back a couple brews, maybe rolls a joint and just wants a good pizza at midnight.”
This guy could sell me a ketchup popsicle in the middle of July while I was wearing white gloves. If he’s my real estate agent I’ll buy beach front property in Nebraska. Scott has restored my faith, and taught me the ways of cooking the Mama Bosso Pizza.
So, how do you do it?
Well, you’ll have to wait. And I’ll see you all back here next week for that epic conclusion….
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