In the Wizard of Oz, following a yellow brick road led to some dodgy adventures and, ultimately, a fake wizard. In Olde Towne (love the extraneous Es) Easte (ok, I took it an e too far), driving past stately old homes led to a dodgy end of the street and, ultimately, real Italian-crusted pizza at Yellow Brick Pizza . Even if the toppings--while far from inadequate--didn't equal the high quality of the crust, and even if the wait for a pie was upwards of 45 minutes on a capacity-crowded night, I really liked my visit there. I suppose 16 taps of (mostly) world class beers available for half-price during happy hour (4-8:00, M-F) didn't hurt, and in fact greatly helped endure the lengthy wait. Read more about YBP in the next Alive