This is simple pizza made exceedingly well, and it’s greater than the sum of its parts. Their crust is thin, crispy, and just a little bit chewy, and it maintains immaculate posture while supporting velvety tomato sauce and three types of cheese.
Lucali makes us do irrational things, because Lucali serves the best pizza in the city. But not only will we show up to Lucali before the restaurant even opens in order to secure a table-we’ll wait several hours at a bar nearby until that table is ready. It’s like waiting for sand in the middle of the Sahara. In New York City, standing in line for pizza is one of the most ridiculous things you could do.
