Oh. My. Friggen. GAWD. I was born and raised on Long Island (which
objectively based on statistics has better pizza than Manhattan FYI) and
have the absolute highest, somewhat unhinged standards for pizza.
Spoiler alert 99% of pizza that doesn't come from Long Island, The Five
Boroughs, or certain parts of New Jersey is absolute trash that would get
murked by Dominos in a blind taste test.
10 years ago I left New York for school in Australia followed by a four year
stint in California until ultimately landing in Fort Worth permanently
earlier this year. I was utterly convinced by experience and implicit bias
that I would never get to regularly enjoy pizza again. This wasn't hard to
believe given that pizza in Australia is more of a fancy flatbread and in
California a slightly less fancy DiGiorno, and quite frankly I've tried around
seven of the highest rated pizzerias in FTW and they were unanimously
garbage across the pizza scorecard.
Enter Nizza Pizza. Modest reviews on Yelp, but with a review featuring a
glowing comparison to NYC pizza. The only pizzeria on the delivery
options list I hadn't tried, I figured worst case scenario I'll waste another
$25 on inedible pizza and stuff my face with Doritos and Pabst Blue
Ribbon for dinner.
Immediately on opening the box I knew this was no imposter pizza. The
crust, amount of cheese and its color, and general visual appeal was
unmistakable for what should amount to be a damn good pizza. And this
pizza was damn good.
We ordered half cheese, half pepperoni as pepperoni is delicious but you
never truly know a slice until you've had it in its purest form. I start with
the pepperoni - it's delicious. The crust actually tastes like pizza crust. Not
some weird floppy dense bread that accounts for 90% of the pizza's mass,
authentic God-fearing pizza crust. The cheese was high quality and just
the right amount. The sauce wasn't sugary, and was just rich enough to
cut through without being overly salty. Pepperoni was thin and not chewy.
Alright, so yeah, now I've had this pretty good slice of pepperoni - but I
need to see what flavors are being steamrolled by it. On to the plain cheese.
The. Best. Pizza. I've. Ever. Had. Outside. Of. New. York.
Perfect. Everything about it was perfect. Nizza Pizza dunks on good majority of the pizzerias I've had across NY and if my brain wasn't consciously aware that it was made in Texas I'd just assume it was a great local slice from Long Island.
I love you Nizza Pizza. Please don't ever leave us. You've done the
impossible. You've brought the region-locked pinnacle of pies to Panther
City.
(I originally left this review for an entirely different pizzeria with a similar name and I'm so sorry Nizza Pizza! The other guys are like Costco pizza, a Pepsi to your Classic Coca-Cola if you will.) read more