Napoli Pizza

Napoliiiii when boy meets girl here’s what they sayyyyy. I think that’s a lyric from That’s Amore. Anyway Napoli Pizza. Pretty fucking good. Got it well done, good dark sauce, good cheese, good fucking crust. Pleasantly surprised. Is it Super Bowl Pizza? Probably not. It’s good “I’m having a barbecue and one of my guest doesn’t eat hamburgers and hotdogs because he’s a picky asshole, so let’s order from the pizzeria down the block” kind of pie. Only thing is if you do that for me, that’s a great gesture but for me to take ya in the bathroom and show it to ya, ya better get me a named place like Giove or John’s of Bleeker. Napoli would only get ya me showing it to ya while we’re in the pool.