I figured the best way to express myself this time around would be by sharing the latest clinical results from my team of doctors. The monthly report is normally 38-50 pages long but here I will just share the “thoughts” pie chart on page 17. The chart varies from month to month but the big players are more or less constant. And since my Islanders were ousted last night, I expect Hockey to be replaced by sex, pasta or a combination of sorts very soon. But as you can see, I do think about pizza often. I recently had to impose a limit on my pizza intakes and now I’m down to just twice a month. So when I have a bad one on occasion, I do get cranky a little. I need to make it count.
And so to make it count I either go to Don Antonio or Capizzi these days. Sure a slice or three from Sacco, or Merilu, or a combination of the two (my current preferred method) does the trick. While Don Antonio is one of the best in the Neapolitan business. But there’s something magical going on at Capizzi, which is just about my favorite pizza in NYC at the moment.
The pizza at Capizzi is as solid as it gets. It’s the Pat of the NY Pizza scene. Sometimes it looks more Neapolitan, sometimes more NYC like. Its somewhere in between really, and always delicious. I would even say it gets better with age. The ingredients are fresh, some ingredients like the sausages are made in house. The dough is first rate, and the pie comes out of that wood burning oven (built by Joe the owner) with a thin crisp bottom, and the perfect char. The ingredients on top speak for themselves. In Italian!
Taste/Pain Ratio ™ is something I talk about sometimes. The formula that measures the level of taste to the level of enjoyment or suffering one must endure for it. Like women’s shoes. Your sexy new heels will not look very sexy if you are in pain and cant walk straight. You may think you are sexy, but you are not. Grimaldi’s may dish out a decent pie, but it demands quite an effort to get there and stand on line, resulting in a low Taste/Pain ratio. Tourists do the pilgrimage to the legendary Di Fara in Brooklyn, spending half a day door-to-bite, convincing themselves that its worth it, while not realizing that there’s around 20 places that would suit them just fine in Manhattan.
Capizzi may very well have the highest Taste/Pain Ratio in NYC. There’s never any sort of wait. Yo get a comfortable table and personal service each and every time (both aspects may be lacking sometimes in Don Antonio and the busier Tavola across the street. Busier than Capizzi that is). Capizzi is old school Brooklyn without the rich history of a Lombardi’s, and the sexiness of a Don antonio, hence not very touristy. Joe Calcagno’s has been making those pies since he was a child in Brooklyn, helping papa. Capizzi (a small town in Sicily where grandma came from) is one of several current Joe holdings including a popular restaurant/pizzeria in Staten Island. Its where I go for my pizza fix
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