My Better Half loves loves loves loves loves her some pizza. She was working late last night, and didn't feel like coming home to her bumbler half's reheated vegetables, so we rendezvoused at Lil' Frankie's in the East Village. They make some fine Italian-style pizza, worlds away from the two sad-sack delivery joints near our home.
I think we eat at Frankie's almost as often now as when we lived a few blocks away.
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