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Franny’s – Is this pricey Brooklyn pizza joint worth it?
My girl is mostly gluten free, so I have to space out my trips to Franny’s accordingly. I try not to bring her to the dark side too often but I’m a sucker for this stuff. A seat at the bar, a couple of fussy drinks, a plate or two of well executed appetizers before a nice pizza and a long walk home – gluten attacking my girl from inside as I daydream about ice-cream.
I sometimes order a negroni (Beefeater gin, Campari, Punt e Mes) as part of an overall plan to acquire a taste for it. Man can not live on Dirty Martinis alone. Enough chefs swear by it. I’m somewhere on the fence. It has a medicinal gin finish that’s foreign to my vodka/olive palate.
Kim had the la tempesta (nonino amaro, fernet, mint, lemon, ginger beer). That was sweet and tasty. We always have great drinks here. It’s especially fun to eat at the bar, if you can get a seat.
They grill a piece of bread here like nobody’s business. Nicely olive oiled, it’s worth eating by itself. Great with fava beans and a soft boiled egg. Even better with burrata cheese and sea vegetables.
“The vegetables are bright and amazing,” Kim says. “I like it better than the fava beans.”
“That bread plus that yolk is pretty great, though.”
“Like that bread we had with the beef tongue and pork cheek terrine last time.”
“Yeah, not an attractive dish, but very tasty.”
The menu is full of fun and tasty appetizers from bruschette, crostini and fried mozzarella to lamb sausage and charcuterie. If you’re lucky they’ll have a cool special. You don’t expect a wonderful bone marrow dish at a pizzeria, but this isn’t just any pizzeria – which you realize once you look at the bill.
“Yeah,” Kim said. “That burrata with sea vegetables was delicious, but 14 bucks for it?”
“Yeah, that’s a little too pricey.”
“But delicious.”
Their brick oven pizza is always hot and happy. Let me suggest a nice traditional pie with, say, sausage or meatballs. If you’re feeling adventurous, perhaps the zucchini and squash blossoms with basil, garlic, buffalo mozzarella and anchovies.
There’s something about a meal like this that speaks to nostalgia in me. Pizza and ice-cream are comfort foods for a wide common denominator of people for good reason. Franny’s elevates this, brings in other traditional plates, executes them all well and charges accordingly. This ain’t your daddy’s Flatbush pizza shop for sure.
Almost every year for the past 6 years and on the same day, I’ve posted the same pic of me in the hospital during my temporary and untimely demise in 2015. A few weeks after I was back to “normal”, I asked Eric “Why’d you take the pics?” And he said, “I knew you would want to write about it if you lived.” Eric was right. Eric was often right and Eric always had my best interest at heart. I am going to miss my friend.
You ever meet someone and become friends immediately?! Well this was not the case with Eric. Before he was my manager at Morgan Stanley, I would often see this 6’4″, giant white guy walk up to the only black woman at work, say something then walk away without any hint of human emotion. Naturally I thought he was a jerk until I asked her “Yo, is that dude bothering you?” She laughed and proceeded to tell me he was a great person, which I ultimately got to experience first hand. Little did I know this Italian from Staten Island was more Brooklyn than most Brooklynites.
Eric was not with the shits!! If there were ever someone who lived their life in direct, honest and no uncertain terms, that would be Eric. He would ask me questions at work like “Why are the other consultants making more money than you?” I knew the answer to that question and so did he. Eric then proceeded to increase my salary by 15K. After arguing with all our managers that “You need to hire Alfred!”, they eventually did 1 year prior to the 2015 incident. In the hospital, one of my friends asked me, “What if you didn’t have health insurance when this happened?” I would be in debt for the rest of my life is the obvious answer. I still am in debt for the rest of my life but at least, it is to those who made sure I had a more enjoyable life and for that, I will gladly repay.
My mom loved to tell me the story of how she met Eric. After they told her I was going to be in the ICU for some time, she told the doctor “Well I’m not going anywhere.” She then hears a voice from that back of the room that says “Well I’m not going anywhere either!” That was Eric and in true form, he was at that hospital every single day until I was discharged.
Eric passed away in December 2021 of stage 4 cancer. After feeling faint on his way to my bbq, he went to get checked out and was diagnosed. During the past 5 years, Eric lost his mom, twin brother and dad. I can’t even begin to imagine what that must have felt like but I’m glad that pain he was feeling is no more.
From being my manager to my business partner, writer, book editor, artistic director, and most importantly, my friend, I am going to miss you MC Krispy E a.k.a “Enrique Pollazo!” And although you told me Enrique means Henry in Spanish and not Eric, it was too late!
Sidebar. The day I was discharged, while everyone was deciding what was best for me, no one had remembered that I would need clothes in order to leave the hospital. Eric shows up (unasked) with all the clothes I had on the day I coded, laundered and ready to go. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve friends like this but i need to keep doing it! Sidebar complete.
Rest in Peace Eric. “Be Good.”
I had the distinct pleasure of participating in a panel discussion on writing your first book, presented by the Harlem chapter of Alpha Phi Alpha Fraternity Inc. Alongside Jim St. Germain, Author – A Stone of Hope: A Memoir and Dr. Keneshia Nicole Grant, Author – The Great Migration and the Democratic Party: Black Voters and the Realignment of American Politics in the 20th Century. We opined on pain points, benefits and strategies regarding our inaugural voyages into authorship. Feel free to watch for your self and I hope this provides some insight to all those looking to make the same voyage. Enjoy!
