I just want to say thank you! Thank you for bringing to Chicago the original Neapolitan Pizza which is the emblem of Naples my beloved hometown.
When I bit into it, it put tears in my eyes and I couldn’t help it. For the first time “food” mean to me much more than just curbing my appetite. In a fraction of a second the best memories of my Neapolitan life went through my mind, the taste and the texture of something that I had almost everyday and I grew up with was resuscitated after 4 years.
With all due respect to the pizza made in USA I can say that it is really good but it is not “LA PIZZA.” I eat it but I don’t consider it pizza; it’s more like a new type of food that is called Pizza in America.
Grazie di esistere e come sai Napoli 3 cose tiene belle, O Mare, A Pizza e A Tarantella.