Having scoured downtown, midtown, as well as uptown and Scarborough, I suggested an unconventional type of gustatory adventure: traversing the more economic route of cooking instead of investing in someone else's business.
The result was quite satisfactory, given the meager portion of available ingredients. I hadn't exactly proven successful at recreating the flowing centre of the Kyoto-style omelet, however the delicate, fluffy centre of my slightly browned variation wasn't half bad either.
Unlike the east end of the GTA, Mississauga houses a limitless number of cuisine options, ranging from home-style Chinese to shawarma to authentic Filipino to modern Thai. The choices were vast, though a time constraint meant immediately narrowing down the closest and most unique one of them all.
The greasy, unsettling atmosphere and ridiculously lengthy wait time at Mickey's had been enough to deter me from a second visit. Enzo's, on the other hand, I had missed out on the opportunity to try during one of their long weekend closures and was more than enthusiastic to visit.
I briefly inquired about the preparation time for a deep dish pizza, as well as the topping options available, before relaying an odd request: Should the pizza be ready by our time of arrival, we would have it for takeout; if not, then we would dine in.
The process played out surprisingly smoothly, for we pulled open the doors to Enzo's just minutes before our order was ready.
Seating comprised of booths and tables lined with sauce-proof tablecloths. Tables of varying sizes were scattered throughout two dining areas, while an enclosed bar with high stools could be found in a narrow strip leading towards the bathrooms.
Shortly after settling into our wooden chairs, a steaming 4-Slice Deep Dish Pizza was placed before our eyes by an older member of staff. The ever-so-fragrant creation sat atop a contraption sporting one single candle, presumably to retain warmth in the pizza and enable stringy cheese pulls throughout the meal.
Without a doubt, Enzo's is lightyears better than Mickey's.
Service was consistent and friendly during our stay, even if a bit slow at presenting cups of ice water. Crows were minimal on a weekday evening, but I had assumed that most diners would have wished to stay and chat leisurely instead of rushing to catch a bus.
A takeout menu was snatched from the counter as we departed, because it's a given that thirty years' worth of family-operated Italian cuisine cannot be properly experienced in one rushed evening. (Don't worry, I'll update.)