Clicking in to the Slice inbox today, we've got a version of stump the band. Can any of you folks out there help Rene?
I have told my story to dozens of pizza owners and have received no comment, not even a blank stare.
In 1939 or 1940, I was introduced to pizza and became an ardent adherant. For years I traveled extensively and always tasted pizzas everywhere. I must admit that in the last ten years pizza has improved greatly. But my story never aroused a hrumph. Please help me.
About 1960, I visited Louigino's on 49th Street between Sixth and Seventh avenues in Manhattan. After tasting the pizza I called over the owner and told him that after hundreds of pizzas all over the States and Italy, I hadn't tasted one like his since 1939 or '40. He asked me where I had it. I told him on 50th street just off Ninth Avenue. He told me that that was his brother's place. I understand they went back to Italy. I have always hoped someone could tell me about them.
While pizzas have improved greatly, I don't think anyone can beat theirs. Please, please, comment.
--Rene L.
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