Name’s Joey. My familia (bros’s and dudettes) call me Chief. I am the chief of the one and only – Manhattan Pizza Company.
Lemme tell ya how this all came about. Poppi and NaNa were born and raised in the beautiful city of Napoli. He owned a Pizzeria while my NaNa took care of the kids. She made sure that the Manoli children grew up right. Then one day, Poppi had a dream. The same dream every night for 277 days! In his dream, he saw a big apple with a crown and a torch in one hand while the other was chomping on his famous pizzas. Simple as that. I ain’t telling ya no lies.
Alright Already… I’ll cut to the chase, Poppi told Nana about it and Nana said , “Don’t be a stupido Papi! The bigga Apple is-a-New York! Everybody know-a-dat! You gotta take-a-your-a pizza there. Everybody know-a they like-a pizza!” One month later, they were in NYC.
And that my friends, was how my Poppi came to the Big Apple and created the Napoli style Manhattan Pizza. In 1976 (the year I was born), my papa decided to call it, The Manhattan Pizza Company.
Today, The Manhattan Pizza Company is my baby. I make sure that everything is just the way it is was. Me and my familia get up early in the morning to make our dough base using Poppi’s secret recipe. It’s all about the dough, baby! Big is how we like our pizzas. Each slice is 10 inches! After all, here at M.P.C, we always say, “We put the XXX in XXXL.”
One rainy day, she stumbled into our restaurant, Tan Yi Ling that is…… (If the spelling is wrong, give me a break…) Ordered a slice of Pepperoni, washed it down with a can of coke. Yikes! It was the first time in my life I’ve seen a non New Yorker, devour a Manhattan pie with such passion.
I walked from behind the counter and shook her hand. She gave me her name and said she came from Singapore. She was schmoozing,
“Pizzas are well liked but, it’s just so expensive!”
Two days later, she was on her way back to Singapore. In the days that followed, her words stuck to me like cheese on a pizza! I hopped on the first plane I could get to Singapore. The boss needs a break ya know….
When I arrived, I went straight to the best pizzerias. I thought to myself, “She certainly ain’t bluffin!” They charge an arm and two legs! I gotta tell you, I felt pity for these people cuz they seem alright.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it the whole way back. I couldn’t let this go. A few weeks later, I packed my bags, gave my lil’ bro, Luigi, the keys to M.P.C. , kissed my mama farewell, gave papa a hug, together with my familia, I boarded a plane to Singapore.
I’m gonna set things right, we are gonna make history in Asia. And it begins with the Little Red Dot, in the heart of the city at Prince of Wales Boat Quay and now, we have now moved to Prince of Wales Little India.