[TalBlack]

Pizza is dead on Long Isand. Even in traditionally Italian nabes such as Deer Park (which I have formerly called ‘Little Brooklyn”) I can’t find a slice that isn’t dumbed-down. You can still find a slice here and there on this 20 mi by 80 mi island but the days of just stopping in anywhere are gone. I make it at home now and the crust is more authentic (to New York) than the crap that the “professionals” are churning out. If I had an oven that could get up to 800 degrees I’d toatlly clean their clocks.

[oh8eleven]

Pizza is dead on Long Isand.
I was a teen when my family moved from NY (W. Hempstead) in 1964 to Rochester.
We found no pizza, no bagels, no egg creams, no delis, no White Castle, no candy stores, one newspaper ... and lots of snow.
I visit NYC every year or two - and return home ten pounds heavier.