If you’ve been to the North End in Boston, you might know what’s on Thatcher street. It’s the venerable Pizzeria Regina. If you’ve never been there, but have eaten at one of the many Reginas they have in mall food courts, I weep for you. The food court Regina is an abomination, the original is an experience. It’s a tiny little place, and you wait outside snow or shine. The gruff, businesslike waitstaff are there only to serve you the best pizza– not to ask you how your day was honey, or to hope you’ll have a good weekend.
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Hope all’s well.
Is this the one that had the bottle of crushed red pepper infused olive oil on table?
No, that was Papa Razzi. We haven’t been to this one. We should go the next time you are here.
Jaana padega.. until then – weep for me and Shashank