Peppino's
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Last Friday night (TGIF), I had just those four things as I dined at Peppino's in Park Slope. Peppino's is a brick oven pizzeria with an intimate, rustic-looking dining area. Eight of us were gathered around a table, practically salivating after a long walk to get there. We split a meal, family style, consisting of an antipasta dish, two salads, and three small pizzas (margarita, alla vodka, and diavolo).
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The food was pretty standard Italian cuisine, which reminded me how good simple food with unpretentious ingredients can be. I had a bite of mozzarella, a bite of sundried tomato (very good), some Caesar salad, some mixed salad with balsamic dressing, a slice of margarita pizza, and a slice of pizza alla vodka. I had all the quintessential tastes and colors of Italy: tomato, basil, cheese, balsamic, vodka (just kidding), red, white, green.
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I loved the fact that the straight-forward food and cozy atmosphere at Peppino's allowed us to have some hilarious, even raunchy, conversations, the best way to catch up with friends.
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