Some might argue that there’s a better pizza in town than Fleur de Lis’ Roman style, but they are certain to be shouted down by everyone else in the room. This might be the oldest restaurant in BR, and they certainly don’t pretend not to be totally old school. I couldn’t find any Patti Paige on the juke box, and I guess the old digger drag line finally fell apart because it’s gone as well. But there is still plenty of old vintage signage to go with the old tunes and the classic pizza pie to keep the mood the same as ever inside. And it is so hard to beat a six ounce coke in a glass bottle.
I think the thing that really separates this pizza from everyone else is how they totally stuff the pie with toppings and use just enough red sauce so you don’t forget it’s a pizza and whatever the perfect amount of cheese is–they know it and do it. Now don’t cuss or get drunk when you go. They don’t have any tolerance at all for that kind of behavior. And like everyone else in the business they prefer cash money. I’m not saying there aren’t other really good pizzas to be had in town, but if you’ve got a friend in from out of town (especially one that used to live here a long time ago), this is the place that just screams Baton Rouge Louisiana.
