We were in Sorrento a couple years ago (2005?). We arrived on the train, late in the evening, tired, and not knowing anything about the place, two tired adults and two overstimulated kids. We happened past a pizza parlor on our way from the train station to our hotel. Walking by, we saw that the pizza parlor was packed, just packed. The waiters walked among the tables to take orders and deliver pizzas, the fire in the pizza oven glowed warmly in the back, and the rough rafters were almost completely obscured by hanging legs of proscuitto. The town was generally dark and this magnified the presence of the little pizza parlor. A few blocks of walking got us and our luggage to our hotel.
The kids were famished and nothing else seemed open at that hour on a Sunday night, so two of us headed back to the pizza parlor. We got some pizza for take-out and returned to the hotel with our feast. It was fabulous. Time have changed, Sorrento has changed, it is really hard to be definitive, but I am going to guess it was the Pizzeria de Franco. It is about the right location, hard by the Circumvesuviana train station for Sorrento.
We went back to Sorrento a few years later (2010?) and found the same pizzeria. This time, we got a table and ate there. It was just as good as the first visit.
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