Sometime in the past in a little town in Sicily, there carried on a bread cook called Papa Romano. Individuals cherished the custom made bread he heated in his stone-hearth broiler, and they went for some miles over the cobblestone lanes to get it.
At some point, an American explorer proposed to Papa, "You ought to go to America and make your pizza there; Americans will adore this mouth-watering delight." So Papa talked it over with his family, and they chose to go to America, the Land of Opportunity.
Dad Romano got together with his family and set sail for America. Every single town needed its own Papa Romano's pizza joint, so they constructed a lot more to satisfy the need.
It wasn't some time before individuals attempted to duplicate Papa Romano's pizza, however, none could have the goods. They needed to sell two pizzas at the cost of one to contend with Papa Romano's. Be that as it may, Papa consistently said "Perhaps the best beat two of the rest!"
Today Papa Romano and his staff of exceptionally prepared pizza creators despite everything make his handcrafted pizza mixture as it was done in the good 'ol days: new, consistently. Mom's mystery tomato sauce is as yet made the manner in which Mama used to make it. What's more, every pizza is hand-extended and prepared flawlessly in a stone-hearth broiler for every client in each area. Father Romano demands it.