Yes, I am a New Yorker. But this doesn't mean much, because not all pizza in New York is equal to that of, say, Lombardi's, John's, Carmine's, or Tontonno's. There are parts of the state that make wretched pies with too much sauce, too much cheese, and tasteless pillowy dough. And that's what I got tonight from this branch of Verrazano Pizza. It was tasteless. The dough was pillowy, meaning several things: oven wasn't hot enough, they used too much dough, or it wasn't cooked long enough. There was also way too much cheese. These are the hallmarks of Midwestern Pizza, and the stuff served upstate that is nothing like the heavenly pies of New York City. The last time I ordered from this branch, I had it delivered. When it arrived, it was inedible. It had burned along the way in the car. It was also quite greasy. This is too bad. The Verrazano Pizza on Rainbow and Westcliff is far more promising, though not without its quirks (like a meth-addled moron working in the kitchen). And what about the wings? They were fine, except that wings are served with Bleu Cheese and not Ranch (I'm married to a native of Buffalo). So, just because someone posts lots and lots of photos of New York and Manhattan in thier shop doesn't mean they serve authentic New York pies. For that, you have to go to New York, where the ovens are ridiculously hot, the dough is blackened and cracks when you squeeze it, and the toppings are perfectly balanced. Unfortunately, Verrazano's doesn't quite get this right. But, to be fair, it is better than most of the pizzerias in Las Vegas, and far better than the conveyor belt pizzas of the chains. If I were in New York, Philly, or even Chicago I'd never recommend this place. But in Vegas? Sure, why not. But remember folks, this isn't what real NYC pizza tastes like. Or maybe they'll prove me wrong, and the next pie I get from there will be perfect. I hope so. College football season is coming up, and I'll need my Saturday afternoon pie.
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