Appropriately located on a slice of land splitting Cheshire Bridge and Piedmont, Gino's is a seriously New York-authentic pizzeria that buries the memory of Franco's thanks to a patio outlined by pots of basil, mint, and rosemary they actually use in their pies, plus refreshed insides with curvy booths, or what they called John Wilkes' voluptuous sisters around town.

Get started with non-'za stuff like Parma prosciutto & mozzarella w/ cracked pepper & fresh basil, then jump on a stromboli, calzone, or sandwich ranging from parms (sausage, veal, shrimp), to the peppers & onions/ capicola/ ham/ salami/ provolone Bronx Bomber that's so delicious, even a Mick would love it, or at least weirdly put it on its Mantle.

Meanwhile, hand-tossed and Sicilian pies (sauced w/ never-canned Roma and imported Italian plum tomatoes) involve the sauce-over-cheese Marinara and the just-like-it-sounds Lasagna, while entrees count baked eggplant rollatini, although if you eat all of the above, people will assume you've recently rollafatty.

While construction isn't totally done on the bar, they've got Peroni and nine other bottled brews, and have set up a temporary full rig in the patio's party room, in which John Wilkes Booth will presumably enter and scream "Sic... party, dudes!"