Pizza.
Even when it’s bad, it’s good.
But when it’s good, and hot, and born in one of the five coal-fired pizza ovens in the state, and there’s beer... it’s really good. Just extremely really good.
“Worth traveling to Sudbury” good.
So say hello to 29 Sudbury, a bi-level chamber of coal-fired pizza and colonial charm courtesy of Evan Deluty of Stella, opening Saturday afternoon.
Old meets new. That’s what’s going on here. It’s in Sudbury (old). But it’s got sleek poured-concrete floors (new). But it’s also got a bar made from barn and carriage-house wood from a historic house in Dorchester (old). So... try not to get thrown off by all that contrast.
Your best move: grab a pizza date. Head in here and pull up a leather-backed stool at the open kitchen. Order a pizza with banana peppers, local sausage and fresh mozzarella. Watch it emerge from the oven piping hot. Give it a minute so it doesn’t burn your mouth. Order prosecco cocktails. Clink glasses. Smile a little.
From there: move upstairs. Order the housemade sangria or a Moscow Mule served in a copper mug. Take them out onto the second-floor deck.
Copper mugs call for elevation.
Even when it’s bad, it’s good.
But when it’s good, and hot, and born in one of the five coal-fired pizza ovens in the state, and there’s beer... it’s really good. Just extremely really good.
“Worth traveling to Sudbury” good.
So say hello to 29 Sudbury, a bi-level chamber of coal-fired pizza and colonial charm courtesy of Evan Deluty of Stella, opening Saturday afternoon.
Old meets new. That’s what’s going on here. It’s in Sudbury (old). But it’s got sleek poured-concrete floors (new). But it’s also got a bar made from barn and carriage-house wood from a historic house in Dorchester (old). So... try not to get thrown off by all that contrast.
Your best move: grab a pizza date. Head in here and pull up a leather-backed stool at the open kitchen. Order a pizza with banana peppers, local sausage and fresh mozzarella. Watch it emerge from the oven piping hot. Give it a minute so it doesn’t burn your mouth. Order prosecco cocktails. Clink glasses. Smile a little.
From there: move upstairs. Order the housemade sangria or a Moscow Mule served in a copper mug. Take them out onto the second-floor deck.
Copper mugs call for elevation.
