New blog, and it felt wrong to start with anything other than pizza.

I’ve tried to explain this to people before and it never quite lands: pizza isn’t just a food I like, it’s the food I’d pick if I could only eat one thing for the rest of my life. Simple, but only if you get it right. Good dough, good sauce, good cheese, a hot enough oven — that’s it, and yet somehow almost nobody nails all four at once.

A few things I care about, in no particular order:

  • The crust matters more than the toppings. A great crust with just sauce and cheese beats a mediocre crust buried under everything in the fridge.
  • Char is a feature, not a flaw. Leopard-spotting on a Neapolitan pie means the oven did its job.
  • Cold pizza the next morning is not a compromise, it’s a bonus round.
  • New York slice vs. Neapolitan vs. Detroit vs. Chicago deep dish aren’t competing for the same title. They’re just different sports.

I’ll probably write more about specific places I’ve tried, dough experiments, and whatever disasters come out of my own oven along the way. For now: pizza’s great, more soon.