11 Years Later, I Finally Learn What All the Hype is About. For You Pizza-Snobs Out There. It's True. Pepe's in New Haven. Yup

Yellow, the winged dreamer to my Stripe, invited me for the Patriots' game and to catch up with her and Michael. "We converted our garage for a viewing, and you'll like the turf floor, lights, and palm trees. Come and put your leg up. We'll get pizza."

I always cherish time with Kathy Silver and her husband. Dedicated to kids in Bridgeport, and passionate about sports and good work, they've been advocates and champions for CWP and what we do for kids. 

So, I went. I have to admit, I was skeptical and had a raised eyebrow about the whole Pepe's tasting thing. Michael repeatedly said, "Oh, no. There's nothing better than Pepe's. Trust us." 

Their son, Ethan, was also there, taking a break from soccer and studies at UNH. My guess is football and Pepe's lured him home. Amazing how fast he grew up. He was just a kid when I moved here and I was like, "Dang. He's an adult now. Taller than me."

And then Michael got the pizza. It's true. I'm not sure what they do and why it is, but it is spectacular. The thin crust is amazing, but also puffy in all the right places. The sauce is out of this world. I now know I have a new location to share with people who visit.

"What took you so long, Crandall?" 

Well, anyone who knows me also knows it takes me a long time to get on the same page with everyone else. I've heard it was good, but now I'm a convert. Sort of a shame that it's 35 minutes away. I'll figure something out. 

Happy Monday, again. Why does it always seem like it's Monday?