Marra's

Marra's, in the heart of South Philadelphia (supposedly the oldest surviving restaurant here), has thin-crust pizzas; classic escarole soup; big, inexpensive carafes of chianti; old black-and-white photos in the window; and, coincidentally, my heart. To me, there's nothing better than scoring a tall-backed, red-vinyl-cushioned wooden booth in the first of the three dining rooms. There's something revelatory about Marra's simple garden salad, and about their pizza, which is best served plain, just homemade sauce and cheese.

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