Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Rocky's II: "I'm a little nervous for when I go eat pizza at Rocky's V and my protege sucker punches me in an alley."
It was kind of a totally weird, bridge and tunnel crowd inhabiting Rocky's II, but that's not necessarily their fault, right? Of course not. Despite being crowded up with NJ Beefcakes, there was an ample and tastefully decorated back room where me, Clancy and Mike could sit and talk about feminist horror films or anything else our wussy hearts desired, out of earshot of the crowd of musclehead goons in salmon pink polo shirts in the front.
The pizza here was interesting. It tasted a little bit like a salami--smokey, thick and meaty. Mike said some places sneak meat into their sauces as a cheat, the old meat cheat, but I don't know if I believe him. Either way, this slice was not really my thing, but you could tell it was TOTALLY someone's thing. Like, it wasn't haphazardly put together using sloppy style and sub-par ingredients. It was definitely cared for and made with love, although not to my liking. Does that make sense? I think I've used this analogy before, but it's like if one of your friends played in a band that sounded like Red Hot Chili Peppers. And she is like, totally stoked on her sick slap bass skillz, and you know she is super invested and it's hella honest, but you just can't like it no matter what. That's how I feel about this pizza. And Mike Taylor summed it up really good when he took a bite, chewed slowly, ruminated for a minute and then said, "it's not repulsive, it's mysterious." But let's get Jessica Fletcher up in here to tell us what's going on, because I don't really want to eat this pizza again, though I'm sure someone does.
Rocky's II - $2.50
607 2nd Ave (33rd & 34th)
New York, NY 10016