Flatbread Pizza in Paia may seem like the ultimate expression of North-Shore-Maui-Hippie-Foodie heaven, but for me, it always feels weird to go in a tank top. I’m used to approaching Flatbread very carefully, picking my way through a layer of snow hiding a slippery sheet of ice, and then warming up with a nice, hot glass of maple-syrup-spiked-lemonade.
Flatbread Pizza Company is a not a local … she was born in New England, baby!! I’ve eaten in three of the restaurants back home, and the crazy thing is this: they’re all slinging the same incredible pies around.
(In Massachusetts, the state is referred to as Mass. It’s a long name, and they’re busy. Same goes for pizza – ‘za is shorter and everyone knows what you mean. Tufts University’s mascot is Jumbo, the Elephant, because P.T. Barnum of Barnum & Bailey Circus was a university trustee. Also, “wicked” means “very” in New England.)
Our latest review of the Paia version (sans warm lemonade) is posted on the Maui Weekly website. You can read it here.