The weekend was not off to a good start.
I had driven down to New Haven, Connecticut, on a rainy Friday afternoon to start an important mission. My friend and I were going to spend Memorial Day weekend taste-testing the best New Haven–style apizza we could find. (That’s right—apizza. The a comes from the dialect of the Neapolitan immigrants who brought the pizza to New Haven.) Our itinerary included five famous pizzerias.