I recently returned from several weeks in Italy. With one exception, every meal I had was noteworthy, some fantastic. In Naples I had extraordinary pizza at 2 places. The best was at a place known as "L'universita di Pizza" (It's actual name is Gigino), about a half-hour drive from the city in a small town called Vico Equense. This pizzeria invented "pizza al metro," that is, instead of a round individual pizza they serve rectangular pies, cut by the meter. (You decide how big a pie you want.) We had a margherita, with only tomato, mozzarella, and basil. It was easily the best pizza I have ever eaten, zen-like in its purity and simplicity. The antipasti at the place were wonderful, too. After devouring this superb pizza, we had gelati and granite (ices) at a nearby gelateria whose name I forget. A perfect night of dining. The other wonderful place was Pizzeria Sorbillo, in Naples itself. My companion had a margherita, I had a "melanzane al funghetto," a margherita with eggplant cut in the shape of mushroom wedges, i.e., "al funghetto." Absolutely wonderful. In the afternoon the place is packed with locals -- mostly workers and university students -- all happily and noisily consuming pizza and wine(as well as the ubiquitous mineral water).
Anyone who says that New York pizza is better than the original item from Napoli -- such as that cretino Daniel Young in The Daily News -- should be mocked and derided. I have NEVER eaten a New York pie that approached the pizza I ate in Napoli!