pizzablogger

I wanted to liberally snap away, to ask questions, but I mostly just watched. Leaning on the counter, drinking a San Pellegrino Limonata and with absolutely no crowd, I was thrilled to be here soaking in this moment. Yes, it’s just pizza, but as with any endeavor it is a joy to see an artist at work, to see dough stretched, cheese hand grated onto the pizza and olive oil liberally spread onto the pizza by a man who has done this tirelessly, in this exact spot, since before man landed on the moon. While Dom has missed the occasional day, he is very much the Cal Ripken of pizza. I wondered what changes Dom has witnessed in the neighborhood over the past 45 years, how different he must have looked manning this spot as a 28 year old, how many times he has had issues with importing his bufala and a host of other queries. This is a man who has most likely made over a million high quality pizzas with his own hands, right here in this spot. I was in pizza heaven, and virtually alone inside of it to [...]