Now and again, my inner junk-food junkie raises its head and innocently ask where the pizza is. At such times I quell my inner junkie with a healthy alternative. Now and again, however, the (frankly, poor), substitute doesn't cut it, and I simply have to have pizza. At such times, I find myself in Moseley's wonderful gaff: Mo Dough.
The pizza here is somewhat addictive. I feel myself instantly relax as I sniff the dough-filled air and I pause to note the endorphins running through my body.
All of the pizzas are made with both fresh, local ingredients and cooked in the traditional way: in a wood fired oven.
A satisfying sight
The wood fire oven is outside on the front terrace, and boy does it create the most sensational scents when the dough cooks and the topping turn pizza into something of a Michelin-quality.
You think I'm joking, but I've tried many pizzas and MoDough are the only ones out of the city, that I've found, do wood-fired pizzas justice.
Toppings are generous, but more importantly, they taste great.
As far as the venue goes, there's plenty of seating but it does get busy so it's worth booking at weekends.
When your inner food-junkie raises its head, MoDough is undoubtedly the answer.