I took a jaunt to Chicago this weekend and got down and dirty with some pizza.
The New York-style thin bullshit you can fold like a taco is gross. Let’s all just admit it.
But Chicago takes its time with its pie — it’s thick and curvy, with cheese in all the right places. And it puts the sauce on top!
The question shouldn’t be why, it’s why not.
I like a pie that knows what it wants and won’t fold under pressure.