C’mon already, I’m cravin’ chicken parm here!
Well, looks like I won’t have to wait much longer. The storefront of Delmar Pizza & Italian Eatery at 1668 Sheepshead Bay Road is just about done, with new facade and all. We stopped in there today, and the interior still needs work, but the owner tells us the hardest part is behind them. They were constructing a brand new counter, which looks like it runs a little longer than the previous one – but it’s okay, they’ve pushed back the back wall, too, so the seating area will stay about the same.
They will be open in early spring if all goes according to plan. That’s just a few weeks away, and another reason to celebrate the end of this dreadful, depressing winter.
Delmar Pizza & Italian Eatery at 1668 Sheepshead Bay Road hung up a temporary “opening soon” banner this week. So please – please, please, please, please, please – stop e-mailing, calling, texting, Facebooking and Tweeting me about whether or not they’ll open. They’re opening. Soon.
Just how soon? When we stopped by this morning, the owners there – who’ve been paying for repairs out-of-pocket because of delays in government loans – said they’re confident they’ll be tossing dough before March.
Don’t expect the same ol’ Delmar, though. Yes, it’ll have the classic, scrumptious pizza we all know and love. But they’re altering the floor layout and adding a salad bar. Oh, and all the memorabilia hanging on the walls? It all survived Sandy.
See you soon, chicken parm on a roll. I promise.
(Photo by Ray Johnson)
I was walking down Sheepshead Bay Road near Voorhies Avenue sometime close to 11 a.m. and a wonderful, garlicky smell permeating the air reminded me that I hadn’t had any breakfast. It was as if my feet had a nose of their own, because they immediately brought me to Del Mar Pizzeria at 1668 Sheepshead Bay Rd. Sure enough, there was a hot, cheesy pepperoni pie just coming out of the standard, stainless steel pizza oven. Naturally, I decided against the plain one that had just come out a minute, before.
The pizza-professional swiftly rolled his knife into the pie and asked me if I wanted my slice to stay or to go. I could have just grabbed the whole pie right off the pan, but it was blocked by the glass display. I looked at the normally-busy dining area and noticed there was no one there. The thought of having the place all to myself somehow made me feel like Will Smith must have felt in I Am, Legend.
Here I was, the last person left in Sheepshead Bay (oh, the pizza chef was just a robot – oops, sorry, this is I Am Legend, not I, Robot), about to indulge in my steaming hot breakfast. Figuring there was no one around to call the ambulance should the liquid lava-cheese scorch the roof of my mouth, I blew on it for a second to cool it down.
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