My pizza-lovin, first slice of the day, blizzards-be-damned, former New Yorker self is aghast with this hair-brained vegan scheme. My former New Yorker self is pissed and throwing down an absolutely crass series of expletives. In such times of inward, albeit loud, reflection, I turn to TV. Hardly of any comfort, pizza is the meal my favorite characters gather around in solidarity, celebration, and even hibernation – from pizza night with Rory and Lorelai on Gilmore Girls, to Jimmy Fallon’s claim on the Tonight Show, to Friends and foosball.
I took great pride in my ability to work a slice much like working a slight of hand to hail a cab. Turning away from my beloved New York slice is like turning in the last of my New York credibility. Set on a wayward path of self-exploration, I resolved myself to frozen vegan pizzas or cardboard pizzas from the co-op deli. Until today. Today, on a Downtown jaunt, I decided to check out Pizzanista. The name pissed me off, but I figured if anywhere would have a good vegan slice, it would be Downtown.
Thanks to Pizzanista, I’m more resolved in this hair-brained vegan scheme. Pizzanista armed me with a grilled veggie vegan slice with a crust so thin, crunchy and delicious, vegan cheese takes a backseat to the taste sensation reminiscent of my New York days. Because while my walks along Bleecker Street to Joe's By The Slice will always have its place in my heart, I’m finally ready to walk somewhere new.