This and crispy, that’s how I like it. Fresh mozzarella and I’m not mad at fresh basil.
If you’re near Murray Hill ( the neighborhood, NOT the comedy genius ) do yourself a flavor and skip DJ Pizza. Yeah.
DJ Pizza – great name…and little else.
I’m still dealing with my deep dish depression over the closure of Pizza Box on Bleeker where, in the hard times eighties, I considered dried oregano a vegetable.
These days you may find me at Village Pizza at 65 8th Ave and Gansevoort St.
(directly across from Janet Jackson Square – #JJS) Tony’s gone but speak to Hugo. Hugo knows crispy. Chicken Parm? No harm. Calzones? sure…but not today. Today’s a National Pizza holiday. Treat yourself and order a whole pie with three Snapples. Tomorrow you won’t have to leave the house.