Car has been 90% packed since Wednesday afternoon, but last minutes odds & ends, several goodbyes, and better traffic/air quality/weather pushed departure back to early afternoon. That meant two more nights of pizza.
The first was a friend bringing Fairfield Sally's back to his his in north Bridgeport where I met him after storage space work.
He described the place as having a disorganized vibe, but this led to a getting comped a pie that was unaccountably lying around, and turned out to be my first ever white clam from Sally's.
My choice of tomato pie was another first: I'd actually label the flavor profile of the well-done crust as closer to "burnt," and I'm a decades-old fan of "char." Probably my least favorite plain tomato ever, though not actually bad. They just didn't get it right as Wooster street does.
My friend ordered the large w/mootz & sausage, mushrooms on half in deference to my preference. It was the best of the three.
I liked what I ate and it was by no means a disaster, but I'm a Sally's partisan & defender, so a 'less than' experience has to be acknowledged, especially after having had my my best Fairfield Pepe's experience on my most recent (dine-in) visit.
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