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So everyone always wants to know.  What makes New York Pizza so great.  Ever since I moved from New York over 20 years ago, I have constantly run into people in Florida, California and even Las Vegas, Nevada who always think their random hole in the wall place makes a great slice of pizza.  Sure enough, I try it, and sure enough, I think it's "just pizza".  
    Of course there is always a pizza joint in every city outside of New York that tries to promote themselves by putting the word New York in their name. And yet, time and time again, same old same old.  (Although Verrazano's Pizza in Los Angeles seems to trigger the 12 year old boy in me who remembered what good pizza tastes like)
    But nonetheless, you can't really fully explain why it is that New York Pizza is so much better then everyone else's.  One thing I can say for sure is that it's a waist of time to eat any of the franchise pizza places unless you are getting hammered drunk and it just doesn't matter what it tastes like.  
    Maybe here is the only way I can explain it.  Its in the crust.  Its in the sauce. And its about who is making it and serving it to you.  One of my main memories as a child is going to my favorite spot down the street.  And what made it great?  Well, here it is.  A great pizza is made by some overweight guy named Tony, or Vinny, or Lou, etc.  His apron has gravy stains all over it (and yes, its gravy, not sauce), it also has numerous holes in it from cigarette burns.  And most importantly, these wonderful gentlemen making it don't want any shit from morons who don't know how to order.  So if you are ever in New York trying to order a pizza, make sure you aren't standing there dumbfounded, trying to decide which topping you are oh so craving while others are waiting in line.  Because Vinny is gonna tell you to hurry the fuck up already.
    And as for the store itself.  It's a complete shithole.  There are pictures of various Italians, movies with Italians in it, and the New York Yankees.  There will be at least one pinball machine which is probably at least 20 years old, and there will not be enough seats for everyone (because in New York, people actually fucking sit there and eat it, not wait for it be delivered).
    But what do I know, I haven't lived in New York since the late 80s.  But either way, I will never stop being a stubborn ass motherfuckin New Yorker, and I will tell everyone in these other states that there pizza is shit compared to New York.  Deal with it !