If you're looking for the best sit-down pizza place in this great city, I hope you're going to Patsy's (or Angelo's - the owners are the same, menu is the same). I've had this opinion for about seven years now, so I know what I'm talking about. Look at this monster.
Whatever you do, make sure there's pepperoni on the pie. It's that thick-cut kind that makes you happy to be alive. I try to take everyone who visits me here.
I have found my favourite slice in New York City and it's the "spicy spring" at Prince Street Pizza and it will melt your face. Do those pools of grease gross you out? If so, I genuinely feel for you. I'm not saying that I seek out that kind of grease, but c'mon. It's not that big a deal. If it bothers you that much then just turn the slice and let it drip a bit into a napkin, fancypants Sally. Is that still repulsive? Ugh. If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to please leave my blog.
There are so many places in this city for a shitty slice, so if you find yourself near Nolita or Soho, get the hell over here and try this. (But if you're looking for a killer sitdown pizzeria? That's a whole different story. I'll have a post on that soon.)
P.S. Ask for it well done for extra craziness.
P.P.S. I looked for a clip of Homer drooling over the grease on the pimple-faced teen to include it somewhere in this post, but I guess it wasn't meant to be.
As you know, I've already been to Grimaldi's. How did Juliana's (which is located right next door) compare? Well, bubs - it was EONS better and easily one of the best pizza places in New York.
Why's it so good?
If you don't know the story behind Juliana's and Grimaldi's, well, it's a long one. But this article sums it up pretty well. And I don't care what the tourist guidebooks tell you, this place is ridiculously better than Grimaldi's next door. Go. Eat.