I took a walk down lower Thames St. this morning before heading in to work. I figure I get up at 6 every morning (no alarm, I just naturally wake up between 5:30 and 6:00) and it only takes me 2 hours (or less) to get fed and ready and my morning emails and blog-reading done, so I might as well make the hour and a half I have left useful. So this morning I did a brief harbor walk.
Firehouse Pizza, a Newport institution. Their pizza's nothing special; it's the funky (and beery) ambiance that has made it legend in the memories of college students past and present (at least, for those who have any memory left after all the beer).
© 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger
Roy. I Love The Look of The Firehouse Pizza.
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Tony.
Yep, I agree... Firehouse Pizza is the place to (wanna)be. Those chairs are wonderfully bizarre. (And I wonder how many beers one needs before they start looking normal?)
ReplyDeleteI really should try to make it down your way sometime. We're not that far apart... and I'd love to see how many of your acquaintances would say "Hey, is this your younger (or even older) brother?" when they see my bearded phiz.
The pizza place has the right look. Funny, the food doesn't have to be anything special for some of those college haunts--I loved the College Inn in Charlottesville during grad school days, but it was way more about the vibe than the food.
ReplyDeleteLove the rhythm & blues boat!
There are few things that compare to taking this vicarious morning walk with you Roy. (Other than perhaps doing it for real - ah well, next June is not all that far away)
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