New York, NY 10033
This place looked and smelled GREAT. Seriously, the outside of this joint had so much goddamn character I was kind of pissed off at it. Look at this tiling!
Sadly, it wasn't actually the best pizza. But it was good. The slice looked pretty impeccable, and it smelled great, too, so I was way pumped to eat it.
177 Street Italian Cafe - $2.00 / $2.50 with a can of soda
1341 Saint Nicholas Ave
New York, NY 10033-7236
This place was so weird. Like, all around. I almost didn't go in because it looked like it was all waiter-service, but then I noticed what looked like a counter one could order from and it seemed easy-going enough that I could order a slice and sit down and eat it. But I ordered my slice and then sat at a table and they demanded that I let a waitress bring it to me. I obliged, and when she arrived, she asked me if I wanted any spices, which I could see from where I was sitting. I was like, "don't worry, I'll get them!" And then she just got everything for me. Strange times, I'll tell you. The slice was doughy and floppy with too much cheese, so Cristy and Matty were obviously way into it. I think it's kind of sweet how me and them have totally divergent opinions on what good pizza is, because it highlights the fact that pizza taste is so subjective, a fact you'd think I'd want to disguise if I were going to keep my readership. But let's get real, I can't tell you what the best slice of pizza is. Like, maybe I don't think your boyfriend or girlfriend is a babe, and maybe you don't think my boyfriend or girlfriend is a babe, but as long as I think my boyfriend or girlfriend or post-gender partner is a babe, who cares what you think! You feeling me on this one? But while hopefully everyone's a total babe to someone, we can say pretty definitively that some pizza totally blows chunks, so I am doing a service in separating the weed from the hash or whatever. Because you gotta admit, even when I don't like a slice, I can admit that it's well-crafted, if not to my tastes. So you do need me afterall. But back to the slice at Roman pizza.
If you've been following this blog at all, you will immediately be able to tell that this is just not my style. However, the ingredients weren't cheap, it was assembled well, and I love it when they give you your slice on these little round trays. Overall, I had so much fun sitting in here. Plus they were playing like, gorillas doing it or something on the tv and that was rad.
Ernesto Pizza - $2.00 - GOOD SLICE!
1315 Saint Nicholas Ave
New York, NY 10033
Check out Matty B looking like a goon. He might as well just move to New York, already. When we got here Matt and I loafed around smoking for a while before going in. The pizzamen were standing in the doorway staring us down with the worst stink eye, attempting to draw us in to their pizzeria with their tractor-beams of loathing and superiority. You could see it all in their eyes. We went in to check the slice out and Cristy came in and met us because she had been having an adventure at the discount store adjacent to Ernesto which apparently sold Dildos!
Whatta slice! This slice had amazing ratios and pretty great flavor all around. Hard crunch on the bottom with a soft interior, and enough cheese to evenly coat but not so much that I was afraid I might choke. The middle of the slice was soft and gooey, kind of like the slice I had at West 190 Pizza a couple weeks ago, but to less of a ridiculous extreme. And the ingredients in this slice were overall way superior to whatever they were slinging over at West 190. The crust was phenomenal. Half was puffy, half was thinner and it was covered in a perfectly even sheen of grease, adding some extra moisture and flavor.
If I had to eat my last slice of pizza tomorrow before the Lizard Overlords put us all into slavery, I probably wouldn't get it from here, but if someone asked me where to get a slice between the GW Bridge (which I heard they're renaming after the Godzilla when the New Administration comes in) and 168th Street, I'd tell them to head to Ernesto.
That's Amore Pizza - $2.00
1246 Saint Nicholas Ave
New York, NY 10032
This place was exactly the same as the other one. Literally. At first I was thinking that we'd been here already, but then I realized they had just managed to build two of the exact same pizzeria like, ten blocks apart (if even).
Look at Matty destroying that slice. Once again he loved it, Cristy was into it, and I didn't really care for it. Them's the breaks, I guess.