Just mentioning Patsy’s makes me crave that thick, delicious pepperoni. Not digging on swine, I pretend that the stuff is made completely of beef, but we all know better. So what it’s not New York style pizza? You can get that at any Tom, Dick or Ray’s. Patsy’s serves the brick-oven, flat stuff that practically melts in your mouth and doesn’t make you feel like you just licked the grease off the floor of your local garage. I can eat an absolutely sick amount of this pizza, and I don’t care who knows it. Patsy, you are my special lady. [MF]
1312 2nd Ave.