Okay, so I don’t have balls really…but on Saturday evening, The Boyfriend and I were stupid enough to go to The Original Frank Pepe Pizzeria Napoletana (what a mouthful) in Manchester at 7:30 p.m. The line was out the door and we spent a good half an hour shivering and looking longingly at pizzas walked out by smarter people who had gone for take out. First, for a place that continuously has a waiting line, the place should have been designed a little better–perhaps with a theme park-style rope line.
However, when we finally made it inside, it was well worth it. The simple and bright decor works well–it certainly isn’t a romantic place to be, but it’s not crazy and kitschy either. It’s family friendly without making me want to have my tubes tied, like a lot of popular pizza places do. There are plenty of old-timey pictures of their flagship location in New Haven to keep you busy while you wait.
The menu is simple–just pizza and salads, really. There’s no full bar, but they have beer and wine. While their draft selection isn’t a mile-long, it’s more than Bud and Bud Light. We went for a pitcher of Shock Top and their veggie special pizza. Our waitress was cute and nice and attentive. Even other waitstaff and bus boys were friendly and smiling as they bustled by–something you don’t see everywhere. The place is also really clean–I wonder if the teenage boys taking care of it keep their rooms as spiffy.
The pizza is amazing–which explains the wait out the door. It’s tasty, not overly doughy, cooked just right and is even delicious reheated. So, go for it and wait, but be sure to bundle up until spring actually gets here! Three salt shakers.