After leaving New Rochelle, we headed back into NYC, which I was happy about. Hadn’t been back home for a while, so I was craving some city pizza. We had several meetings to attend which weren’t really exciting enough to keep me from day dreaming about pizza. As we left our second meeting and started walking towards the third, we passed Famiglia Pizza along the way. At first I didn’t want to go into it since it seemed like the same place I saw earlier in the day somewhere else in the city. I am not really one to enjoy chains. But when I saw the garlic knots through the window, I decided it was time to stop in and give it a try.
