I made my way out to Avenue J for the first time yesterday evening. When I got there, it occured to me that a Saturday may not be the best time of the week to visit Flatbush/Midwood. Many of the places I had looked forward to were closed. DiFara's was open.
My impressions. Dominic DeMarco is an incredible man. Every time a customer walks into his shop, he looks at them with bewildered confusion, as if he can't understand what so many people are doing asking him for pizza. "Yes?" he'll say.
He's an old man, and handling the boxes, oven, cash, etc., his hands shake. But as soon as he puts his fingers into the dough, his movements become smooth and perfect. Watching him make the dozens of pizzas that came before mine, I knew that this would be the best pizza I had ever eaten.
It was. I try not to be a snob. Just about any slice pleases me, from Domino's to Grimaldi's. Sometimes I can even tell the difference. The point is, I like all pizza. But this was different.
Dominic's pizza is the perfect food. When you hit a bite with a particularly generous portion of fresh basil, you just want to topple off your chair and quiver on the ground. The freshly grated parmesan he sprinkles on after the pie comes out of the over, that melts into the cheese as you watch....
For anyone out there who has never tried DiFara's, go there immediately.
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