Finding the perfect pizza…. an elusive goal. The best I can remember is Blondie’s in San Francisco, but that was nearly 20 years ago. I still have all of New York City to explore for this task—I have to hit Ray’s, Famous Ray’s, Famous Original Ray’s, Lombardi’s…. there is a whole mythic subculture in NYC about which restaurant came first, who stole whose recipe, and so on. I must get to the bottom of the mystery.
It might be easier for me to find a sasquatch in my backyard, find the Northwest Passage, or discover plutonium by accident.
