When the nostalgic craving for a good, old-fashioned slice of cheese pizza hits, we trot off to Romano's on West Gray. It's not just the pizza that's evocative of decades past here; it's the decor, too, reminiscent of parties enjoyed as a child at pizza parlors like Mr. Gatti's or the tiny cafes inside roller rinks, back when your success as an elementary school student was measured by how many of these pizza parties you were invited to over the course of a year and you had few other cares in the world, save having the coolest Trapper Keeper and the largest Hypercolor wardrobe.