Crack For Pizza Lovers- Pepe’s, Fairfield
Last night my friend and I went to Pepe’s for a feast. We ordered a salad, to make ourselves feel good, then arrived the half pepperoni and half plain, and it was all over. The tip of the piece is the best, that first bite of your piece is rather heavenly. The pies are huge, and cut in an uncoventional manner, squares and some traditional, so there is not equal splitting.
The two of managed to polish off the whole thing. As we sat in our jeans staring at the last two pieces, we both were sick to our stomachs from not being able to control ourselves and kept eating. He stared at them and said, “I am about to fuck up that last piece, are you?” I nodded and we went for it, gobbling it up like two pigs, barely able to breathe.
As we waddled out of the restaurant, I came up with a business idea. I said, “We should start a valet wheelchair biz where we give people rides back to their cars when they leave here.” He said, “Forget that, get me a RIDE HOME,” and we both laughed. I said there should be a sign in the front that reads, “Sweatpants strongly recommended.” If we had sweats on the last piece would have went down much easier!
If you are in the market for the best pizza in the whole world, do yourself a favor and get over to Pepe’s, but you might want to fast for a few days before you go, because YOU WILL OVER EAT! I guarantee it!
