Stopped by New Haven on a rainy day to try the supposedly ‘ best pizza in America’. First off, we step into an ante room with another group but no one was there to greet us. So we go in the main dining room by the cash register and ask if there’s a sign up sheet. We were told there was none, so on our way out to the ‘ante room’ again we see a sign posted on the door that says ‘Please seat yourself’. OK, so we figured being that there was no sign up sheet and surprisingly 5 empty tables...we proceeded to seat ourselves. Then another waitress/hostess struts into the ante room and talks to the group that was in the ante room when we walked in...proceeds to seat them while giving us a surly look.
She then heads to our table and lectures us that ‘next time we can’t seat ourselves as there was a group before us’. Well, we explained what we were told and pointed at the door sign. She continues to say that the sign was in ‘reverse’. Ok whatever.
So another server had to take our order as the younger ‘surly’ one just refused to deal with us. That’s fine as we felt unwelcome and we would’ve felt uneasy having her serve us anyway. Our new server was actually very understanding and nice.
Now the food: the Pinot wine was terrible...like an old opened bottle wherein the sourness and tan is traced down the sides of your throat.
As for the pizza: yes, while the clam pizza was very good with a crispy outer crust and chewy center, the tomato pie was just ‘ok’. The tomato pie actually ltasted bland and flavorless. So go for the clam pie Ian this place to be sure.
Is it worth the drive? Not really imho....