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Co-owner Sami Lapore named this pizzeria after his Italian hometown, yet the shop is more Greenwich Village than Old Country—red, white and green color scheme notwithstanding. What’s most distinct about the space is probably its shape, a triangular slice necessitated by the intersection of Seventh Avenue South and Waverly Place. Otherwise, this fairly generic pizza parlor sticks to the tried and true with black-and-white posters of workers having lunch on a steel beam of the Empire State Building and Marilyn Monroe dealing with her troublesome skirt over the subway vent. If a menu featuring the usual mix of toppings, calzones and heros is fairly narrow, why gripe? What’s more New York than a greasy slice and a Coke? You got a problem with that? — Joe DeLessio