I miss New York pizza. I’ve had good pizza since but it was never as good. And while I get to New York often, I somehow never seem to get to pizza.

A few years back when I was alone in the city with some time to kill before I had to get a cab back to the airport, I poked my nose into a Ray’s somewhere and relived my glorious past.

What I really miss is John’s Pizza. Now, that’s good stuff.