A Neapolitan pizza spot near Sao Chingcha because someone cared enough about Italian food to do it right in Old Town: ‘the kind that actually gives a damn about fermentation times and where the mortadella comes from.’
The name Nuova (Italian for new) tracks right. The owner wanted to bring something legitimate to Old Town without the usual ‘close enough’ concessions. So there's margherita, carbonara, bolognese. The classics, executed. Dough gets a 48-hour nap before meeting fire.
Then things veer. Calabrian Queen riffs on ‘Nduja and gets named after Billy Ocean’s Caribbean Queen because someone had fun with it. Fat Kid Pizza stacks prosciutto cotto, cream sauce, potatoes, crispy croquettes and pecorino cream on top: basically a popular fiocco that jumped the guardrails and landed better for it.
It feels like dinner at a friend’s apartment, assuming your friend has a direct line to Italian suppliers. The crowd still skews non-Thai, but locals are starting to show. Old Town residents ‘who’d rather not schlep to the CBD for decent pizza’ are slowly making Nuova the play.