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Over my half-decade of focused studying and writing about dining culture, no American cuisine elicits the passion of pizza. So, dissection is inevitable.
For years, snobby New Yorkers and crabby Cleveland Redditors swear there is no good pizza in this town. I disagree. Il Rione, Cent’s Pizza and Vero, which you’ll find on our cover, can stand up to any pizzeria I’ve had in this country. They prove this stubborn view is untrue and that, in the knowledge-sharing age of the internet, the idea that only New York, Chicago or even Italy can make a good pie is absurd, immature and ridiculous.
With an onslaught of new, high-end choices, we cannot forget those who came before. Below, you’ll meet Geraci’s Restaurant, along with three other beloved 50-plus-year-old pizzerias. Geraci’s, the University Heights Italian joint, has evolved with Downtown’s The Slice Shop, which the third generation family owners built to continue the legacy with a modern offering.
So with all these great options, why do so many people still bicker about the best pizza cities or even the best pizzerias in a city with an intensity that they don’t exude over sushi, steak, French onion soup or burritos? We set out to explore why diners and chefs are so passionate about pie.
Arthur Bovino, the host of the Pizza Pod Party podcast, who has written extensively about all things pizza, hypothesizes that the discourse fills a gap left by the weightier topics people no longer feel comfortable discussing.
“Whether we’re talking about dipping in ranch or pineapple on a pizza, these are low-stakes, high-passion arguments,” says Bovino, a New Yorker. “Nobody is going to get hurt in this debate. Whereas in politics, as a country, it seems like these debates are getting a little more serious.”
Ultimately, our divisive pizza debate is mostly tongue-in-cheek. After all, many diners follow up their infallible and ardent declaration with the admission that they could eat cardboard with sauce and cheese. I’ll admit to being part of that crowd. Heck, I’ve enjoyed DiGiorno (yes, dipped in ranch) in times of desperation.
But these days, our expectations need not be that low because of the astronomical standards with which today’s local pizza makers approach their craft. We selected our November cover photo, a Margherita from Vero Pizza Napoletana, as a representation of this borderline obsessive approach to pizza making. Marc-Aurele Buholzer, who is Vero’s pizzaiolo (a term for a chef who specializes in pizza), follows the strict standards of Associazione Verace Pizza Napoletana, despite not being a member and, thus, not beholden to using the specific tomatoes, cheese or techniques.
Because of this compulsion for excellence, Cleveland’s pizza game punches far above its weight, and I’ll stand tall in front of any flaming 800-degree oven and take whatever heat comes my way for making that assertion. // DS
Read on to discover the passion, precision and prestige that tops Cleveland's best pizzerias.