Picco - Boston, MA. We spent some time in a Barnes and Nobles today so I skimmed through some Peter Reinhart books. When we got to the venue, the idea of rustic bread wouldn’t leave my head so I looked up the nearest place with apparent Neapolitan pizza. This place had a cool vibe, central wood burning oven - and bar. While I waited for my pie I got a Hudson Ale - it was a red ale from I think Maine. Anyways, pizza was fantastic. The dough was the forefront - light, airy, charred perfectly with some chew. Basil was cooked with the pie (how I like it) so the flavor was really present. Would’ve preferred sans marzano tomats, but it was still good. $11.50 for a small pie (which sucked) - but worth it when you’re outside NY. Way to go, Boston! I still hate your sports teams.