Rossopomodoro

RossopomodoroRossopomodoro. Just saying the name sounds like you've your mouth full, mid into a bread chew, sauce sloshing bite of some Neapolitan dietary nightmare of a meal. But so what if your tongue trips gracelessly over the name, pausing in hesitation over every 'o.' You'll be far too busy stuffing your face to speak anyway. Just make sure to get your spin/bootcamp/barre/water aerobics trendy class du jour in before hand. Eating two halves of two pizza does in fact still a personal pizza make. Rossopomodoro, 118 Greenwich Avenue [Photo via @gcarmona10]
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