pizza, imminent.
Today: New Haven. Tomorrow: Heartburn. Yup, we’re heading up to New Haven today, three able-stomached eaters and potentially four full-pie pizza joints. Last time I was in New Haven, we went to Frank Pepe’s, where we had the rather underwhelming pie pictured above. I’m hoping that that was a strange anomaly (anomalously strange? Try saying anomalously a couple of times. Sounds weird, right?!), for Frank Pepe’s is supposed to be the standard bearer for New Haven-style pies. (For more on that, read here.) We’re also heading to Sally’s, probably Modern Apizza, and either Bar or Zuppardi’s. I’m certain I won’t be touching pizza for a little while after this, but no matter: it’s a lovely fall day, and we’ll have a blast, I’m sure.