From a time when Trenton was on top of the pizza world comes the new DeLorenzo’s. Long gone are the days when thousands of fine Italians would freely stroll through the streets of Chambersburg for thin, crispy slices in rolled up newspapers.
Gone are the day when the grease of the pizza would drip on the sidewalks around this Burg institution.
Now it’s grease from nappy headed hoes that scars the sidewalks of that once-great Italian neighborhood. It’s not fine olive oil, but chicken drippings. Sad. Very, very sad.
Democrat policies plunged this once-great industrial city into a hellscape full of crime, drugs, fentanyl and violence.
Now, like many of the Italians from Trenton, the fine DeLorenzo family have opened up a new business for a new day for this family tradition.
These are wonderful Italian American pies that pay heritage to the pizza man that came before them.
In a state where a disgusting pig of a governor can get elected and have a dinner on the floor of the golden dome of the state house, DeLorenzo’s is a beacon of hope for hard working AMERICANS.
GOD BLESS DELORENZOS.
