Franny’s pizza reminds me of Grimaldi’s, which is probably some sort of massive insult to New York pizza-eating elite, especially because it’s a hipster joint in Park Slope. I’ve been meaning to go here since learning, in January 2006, that they don’t deliver. My pizza was up to snuff: thin, lightly charred crust, super fresh rounds of cheese, whole leaves of basil. It wasn’t segmented into slices so I ate the whole thing with a knife and fork, which involved a lot of scooting the pizza around on my plate. I wanted a fresh cocktail in the mojito family, so I tried one of the house drinks, the Sparkling Mint, which in addition to mint, lime juice and mint syrup, was made with the Champagne-like Prosecco and Cynar, for which I required a translation from my server. She described the Italian liqueur as having the flavor of “bitter artichoke”, and yet I still ordered the drink, and indeed, was refreshed by it and its strange bitterness. For dessert I had the panna cotta, which I’d describe as a creamy flan, topped with a grape syrup. Yum.
Franny’s
- 295 Flatbush Ave., Brooklyn
- (718) 230-0221
- Meal 36 of 52: Sparkling Mint cocktail ($11), pizza ($15), panna cotta ($8) and espresso ($3.50).