My friends and I have been jonesing for some authentic Italian pizza bigger than our faces and we finally happened upon a place that offered just that in Chinatown! The place was called Astoria and was in the thick of red lanterns and dragon balloons galore and while it was teeny on the inside, it made up for its lack of space with its humungous pizza's. I am proud to say that I finished the entire thing because let's face it, I'm a college kid abroad on a budget and I really, really love food. Like a lot. I treated myself to a margherita pizza and while it didn't come with chunks of mozzarella like I had hoped, it hit the spot significantly. I'm glad my friends here are just as obsessed with food as I am because it would have been hard to hide my secret food addiction. Until next time, here are some snaps of my beautiful pizza.