Paesano Pizza

You're standing on Miller Street in the heart of the city centre, and there's a queue snaking out the door. That's not a bad sign at Paesano; it's basically the entrance exam. Once you're in, the wood-fired oven is doing the heavy lifting, turning out proper Neapolitan pizzas with blistered crusts and toppings that actually taste like something. The vibe is deliberately unpretentious — communal tables, no faffing about, just honest Italian pizza that doesn't cost a fortune. It's the kind of place locals keep coming back to because the formula works and they haven't tried to Instagram it into oblivion.