
There are plenty of pizzerias in the D.C. area which claim to make "real New York" pizza. A favorite local haunt is Radius, which, besides its pizza, all named after Italian motor scooters, serves an excellent grape and gorgonzola salad, as well as great pasta. Some other eateries also make very good pizza. But sorry folks, it isn't New York pizza. It's traditional brick-oven pizza, which is very tasty. But brick-oven pizza is not what people mean when they yearn for a New York slice.

This is probably an endless debate, but where I think that most places go wrong is the dough. Obvious conclusion? Of course. But it's not just how thin the dough should be, which I think is where too many place the focus. Plenty of restaurants are making pizza with a very thin crust. It's how they cook the pizza. In New Jersey, the traditional pizza oven was used wherever we got our pies - not a brick-oven in sight. Thin-crust pizza, whether from Domino's or a more upscale joint, usually ends up very dry and crusty, even hard, on the bottom (I recently scraped the inside of my gum on a D.C. "New York" slice.) New York pizza should have a thin crust, which is crispy on the bottom, but where the crust comes in contact with the sauce and cheese it should not be dry at all - the opposite in fact. The dough underneath the sauce and cheese should be bubbly, moist and positively gooey. Sigh. There are definitely things I miss about New York and New Jersey.
Of course all this blather is just that, when you are lucky enough to be on vacation in Italy and have the "real" real thing. I'll never forget the pizza in Rome, which wasn't like American brick-oven pizzas, or New York style, but something entirely its own. And positively delicious. with some really unusual toppings. As I continue my quest for great pizza, I at least have some beacons in the night to light my way.
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That's funny, just yesterday I sat down to blog about pizza but abandoned my effort because it just led to too many memories and I couldn't sort them all out.
I recently found a place here that serves real New York style slices, exactly like you describe, and I've been going every day for lunch! A bad habit, but I can't help it, I'm rapturous. It's Niki's Pizza & Pasta, and it's in the food court of a dorm at UT, of all places. The owner is from New York, of course.
My other bad habit lately is wallowing in New York nostalgia, so it doesn't help that every day at noon I'm transported back to Stromboli's on the corner of 1st Ave. and St. Mark's.
It's amazing how something as "simple" as a slice of pizza can take you right back...
I'm not sure if nostalgia is a bad thing. I have been using some of the energy from my past to get my present in gear, I think. Wallowing is a whole other thing, however. Or how deep you allow yourself to wallow. An occasional dip can't do much harm. At least I hope so...
Pizza is my favorite food and i always love to eat pizza and i eat pizza from new york many times and my favorite pizza parlor is pizza Hut.
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