This Is Framingham

I used to love Papa Gino’s as a kid then sometime in my early 20’s I became a bit of a food snob and refused to go there.  I remember reluctantly going to Papa Gino’s when Ethan suggested it when we first started dating, I’d roll my eyes and say “if you REALLY want to” but after the first few times I realized that I DO like Papa Gino’s.  There is something comfortably consistent about the pizza and the whole operation.
The smells, checkered tables and sounds of order numbers called through the microphone are reliably part of the whole Papa Gino’s experience.

This trip we went to the Papa’s on route 30 at the “food mall”. ????? ???? ?????   This is where my uncle had his 60th birthday party, they let him make his own pizza and everything : )
We just got a couple of slices of cheese pizza.  As we waited for our number to be called, I thought it might be fun to get a job here just to call numbers really close into the microphone so it’s all fuzzy like “Number FVZE FOOVM” but I think the humor in that would wear off fast, and I’d be a jerk but I wonder if it’s fun to make the pizza especially since little (and big) kids get to watch through the window.  That used to be one of my favorite things about Papa Gino’s as a kid was watching the pizzaguy throw the dough in air and make the pizzas.

Our slices were decent sized and mine flopped down when I picked it up and the sun penetrated right through it like it was paper but it had that reliable familiar taste I become re-acquainted with (after Ethan got me back on track). casinocom   I’d also like to note that I think root beer best compliments their pizza.

The only thing I think they could improve on is bringing the tableside jukeboxes back.  Papa Gino’s isn’t the best pizza but that’s okay.  I give it a thumbs up for consistency and nostalgia.
I’m sorry Papa for ever doubting you! spinpalace