Well, after reading about Difara for two years on this board, I planned a Brooklyn day with my girlfriend and pal and we headed on down. The first thing I noticed is how a world famous pizza joint was in an Orthodox Jewish neighborhood, where everything was closed on Saturday!
First thing I saw when I walked in was 6 or 7 eager pizza beavers hovering over the counter and Dom was making a pie. What a smile that man has. After 40 years, there has been no compromise. The dough is carefully shaped,the sauce is perfectly layed in circular motions, the (2) cheeses are sliced and layed out like a gardener planting seeds. It was lovingly placed in the oven. At the exact and proper moment, not a second too soon or a second too late, it is taken from the oven, layed to rest for a minute or so, then fresh cheese is grated on the cooked pie.
Then if you are lucky enough to get Doms attention you get the prize, the BEST pizza in town. Every flavor fights for attention in your willing mouth.
Basil, tomato, the cheeses, oh the cheeses! After eating 4 slices ( I weigh 155!) I jus sat and watched the master work. Everything is on the honor system..He takes your word on what you ordered, you pay, he rings it up on his 80 year old cash register...and thats that. Its amazing to me that someone can do one thing for 40 years and not want to cut corners, hire help, or bag it completely...Thank God for Difara!