Abitino's again. For those that don't remember, check out One, Two and Three. Fuck this whole place. The pizza here is totally "whatevs" and the "vibe" is like, this miserable yuppie hell. I kind of touched on this the other day when I was talking about that miserable shithole Libretto's, but there is really nothing I hate more than fakers. Like, I think the need to establish authenticity all the time is pretty bogus and counter-productive (whattup, Theodor?) but what I find more distasteful on a really guttural and emotional level is the desire to deceive people with false authenticity or people who try to use their genuine authenticity to push an inappropriate agenda. Let's call a fig a fig here, I'm talking about poseurs and sellouts. What can I say, I came up in the 90s street punk scene. That really is the extent of my or any of my peers' politics besides Unity with the Skins and Fuck Giuliani.
The inside of this Abitino's is just as polished and clean yet pretend rustic as the other ones. It has the same exact Italian American Family Life Pastiche as the other Abitinos (Abitinoes?) do. It has the same listless, totally miserable employees and probably the same middling managerial types and definitely the same presumably douchebag owner or managing corporation or whatever. Seriously, don't bother. This is one step away from Famous Famiglia.
And this American Cheese-colored crap slice was Gar-Bajj! What a waste of time! When I lifted this slice up the very end fell off because it was so weighted down with grease. Boo Hiss Boo Hiss.
Abitino's - $2.75
733 2nd Ave (39th & 40th)
New York, NY 10016