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SAL’S THE MAN


I was on Daddy Duty last night and took Campbell to see Madagascar. (Totally harmless fun. Though Chris Rock is about as subtle a voice-over actor as he is a comedian.) Made my boy walk the full mile to the cinema so we could work up some hunger. (We also walked the mile home, singing "I like to move it move it…" at top voice.) We then settled into Sal’s Pizza Store, on Court Street, and enjoyed the last of a dying breed as Carroll Gardens’ traditionally Italian community fades away to a typically cosmopolitan mix of Brooklyn Brownstoners.

The pizza was perfect. Authentic and cosmopolitan. I enjoyed two delicious vegan slices – all sun-dried tomatos, jalapeno peppers, mushrooms and spinach – washed down with a Brooklyn lager. Campbell munched on his plain slice – which he noted had a thin crust, meaning it was made in the proper southern Italian style – and we listened to the gelato man sitting by his ice cart outside to a couple of old-timers dressed up in their suits despite the 80+ evening heat. Apologies for the stereotypical slang, but these guys are as real as Brooklyn gets.

"they got dis thing going up, they got dat building going up, you look round and you don’t know what’s happening no more."
"ten years ago, they’d have given you the place for nothing."
"everyone’s a real estate agent nowadays."

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