Living far away, I'm heartbroken by Jim's report about Sally's and Pepe's in New Haven. To be honest, every time I went there, I was so hungry by the time the pizzas arrived that I would eat them immediately, sizzling hot, burn my mouth, and impair my taste buds. But no, that perfect sense of proportion....the smokiness--oh, it's sad. Because of the long lines, I always went there with people I wanted to catch up with.
However, this does explain what my New Haven-based family has been saying. "Sally and Pepe's? No way--we go to Modern Pizza now." I believe this pizza parlor is on State Street. Rumor has it that it is staffed by ex-Sally and Pepe's workers, and that the lines never reached the legendary lengths of their predecessors, although the pizza was as good and made in a similar way. Perhaps they have kept standards up?