#nj pizza

[pintsizedp0thead]

killer pies, asbury park (permanently closed)

[jerzwriter]

Girl! Look!

OK - but that's NOT NJ Pizza. lol

Nope. Not it at all.

This is what I'm tawkin' about! lol

And thank God it's pizza Friday! lol

[famouspeopleeatingpizza]

A Slice of Heaven: The Most Famous Pizza Places in New Jersey

From the bustling streets of Hoboken to the scenic beaches of the Jersey Shore, New Jersey has a rich and diverse pizza scene that rivals its more famous neighbor, New York City. With the perfect balance of crispy crust, delectable toppings, and gooey cheese, the Garden State's pizza joints are worth exploring. In this article, we'll take a culinary tour of some of the most famous places to enjoy a slice in New Jersey.

1. Santillo's Brick Oven Pizza (Elizabeth)

Established in 1957, Santillo's Brick Oven Pizza has been serving authentic Italian-style pizza for over six decades. Located in a residential area of Elizabeth, this family-owned gem offers a variety of signature pies baked in their famous brick oven. Don't miss their Sicilian-style pizza with extra cheese and sauce or the 1964 Style pie, which features a thicker crust and is cooked at a lower temperature for a unique texture and flavor.

2. Star Tavern (Orange)

Consistently ranked as one of the best pizzerias in New Jersey, Star Tavern in Orange has been perfecting their thin-crust pizza since 1945. This family-run establishment offers a casual atmosphere and a vast menu of scrumptious pizzas. The must-try pie here is the Star's Special, loaded with sausage, mushrooms, onions, and peppers. Don't forget to pair your pizza with a cold beer for the ultimate Star Tavern experience.

3. Razza (Jersey City)

Located in bustling downtown Jersey City, Razza has earned a reputation for its artisanal pizzas and dedication to locally sourced ingredients. Their wood-fired pizzas showcase the best of New Jersey produce, with toppings like house-made mozzarella and ricotta, and their famous Hazelnut Chocolate dessert pie. Make sure to try their crowd-pleasing Margherita, made with San Marzano tomatoes, fresh basil, and a drizzle of extra virgin olive oil.

4. Papa's Tomato Pies (Robbinsville)

As the oldest family-owned pizzeria in the United States, Papa's Tomato Pies in Robbinsville has been serving up slices since 1912. Their signature tomato pie is a must-try, featuring a crispy crust, savory tomato sauce, and a sprinkling of cheese. For something more adventurous, opt for the unique mustard pie, which features a layer of spicy brown mustard beneath the cheese and sauce.

5. De Lorenzo's Tomato Pies (Robbinsville)

Another historic pizzeria in the Garden State, De Lorenzo's Tomato Pies has been delighting customers since 1947. With a loyal following and rave reviews, this family-run spot serves mouthwatering tomato pies with a thin, crispy crust. Don't miss their clam pie, a local favorite featuring fresh, tender clams and a delicious garlic-infused sauce.

New Jersey's pizza scene offers a diverse range of flavors and styles, showcasing the state's rich culinary heritage. From historic pizzerias with decades of experience to newer establishments pushing the boundaries of pizza-making, there's a perfect slice for everyone in the Garden State. So next time you find yourself craving a cheesy, delicious pizza, consider taking a trip to one of these famous New Jersey pizzerias.

[wildwoodboardwalkpizza]

SORRENTO II

2424 and the Boardwalk

$4 a slice (as of 6/30/23)

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 4/5

- Decent sized slice

- Thin crispy bottom that gets thicker towards outer crust

- Thick cheese

A new favorite of mine.

[catfindr]

[bleedingcoffee42]

[echo-goes-mmm]

Anniversary Present (Oneshot)

My Writing Masterpost

Warnings: slight dubcon, manipulation, minor character death, blood, past stalking

“I’m hungry,” complained Victor. 

Henry glanced at the vampire, then into his side mirror. “I’m driving.”

“So pull over.”

“I can’t,” he protested. “There’s no place to park.” They had circled the lot once already, but there were no spots. If Victor hadn’t insisted on spending the weekend at the beach of all places, this wouldn’t have happened.

“It’s a Friday evening on a holiday,” he explained. “It’ll be a while.” Victor grumbled, but at least he seemed placated. 

It had been three years since Victor ‘claimed’ him like some sort of stalker, and Henry hadn’t been able to shake him. Now he was stuck with Victor, and sometimes he could fool himself into normalcy. Like some kind of fucked-up sitcom. See the vampire and his unwilling roommate, every evening at 7pm on FOX! Or something. Henry didn’t watch cable.

“Look,” said Victor, “there’s a spot.”

“Finally,” groaned Henry. Another car came down the aisle, and he put on the turn signal and waited for them to pass so he could pull in. But instead, the BMW swerved into the spot, nearly dinging him in the process. Asshole.

Victor hissed. 

“Don’t,” Henry said. “It’s literally okay.” 

Victor sighed. “Fine.” 

Eventually, they found a spot in another lot, but there was a fee. Henry grumbled as Victor drank an evening snack from him. What a jerk, and of course it was a BMW. Brand new, too. Henry thought of his 20 year old beater and tried not to be jealous.

Whatever.

Victor had made reservations to a nice restaurant on the boardwalk for the two of them, which was hilarious. Victor could eat human food, it just did nothing for him except taste good. He was always dragging Henry to fancy places.

The perks of having a rich vampire eat off him, he supposed.

Victor disappeared after paying for dinner, with a promise to meet him at the rental later. Typical. 

But Henry had a little cash to burn, and the boardwalk was fun. He ate frozen custard (peanut butter and chocolate) and looked at ridiculously priced swimsuits on sale. He watched people come in and out of novelty stores, and got himself a box of saltwater taffy. It was nice, he thought, as a charming family went into the amusement park.

Of course, the downside to this little vacation was Victor. He was going to do something this weekend, he could feel it. 

Henry was a snack, a little amusement that Victor liked to keep under his thumb.

Henry hated when Victor dragged home a meal.

He shuddered, the warm night air suddenly suffocating. He took another bite of his frozen custard and told himself not to think about it.

He got to the rental house hours later (after somehow mixing up where he’d parked) and Victor was there as promised. 

“So,” said Victor, “there’s this cute little diner in town. We should go there for breakfast.” 

“Yeah, sure.”

Victor frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I guess. Just tired.” 

“Oh. Well, the bedroom on the right is yours. Goodnight.” Suspicious.

“‘Night.” The drive was pretty draining, so Henry fell asleep quickly.

___________________

Victor dragged him to the diner around nine. He looked a little funny dressed in pants and a hoodie in this weather, but it was sunny out and, well, vampire.

Henry woke up in a much better mood than yesterday. He ordered a short stack of blueberry pancakes with a side of sausage and it was divine.

Victor bid him a good day after breakfast and went to sleep. Henry took the opportunity to spend the rest of the day at the beach. It was a great weather out, and he swam in the ocean a couple times before making it back to the rental. He even splurged and got some barbeque from a place on the boardwalk for lunch.

But soon the sun would be down, and Victor would be hungry. He headed back to the rental house.

After the feeding, he was more worn out than usual. He hadn’t been on a vacation in a while, and he’d forgotten how tiring it was to relax. He went to sleep soon after.

___________________

“Henry. Hey, Henry!” Victor whispered. He groaned and sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. 

“What?” Victor’s red eyes glowed down at him. Victor flashed him a toothy grin. He glanced at the clock. Midnight. And why could he smell pizza?

“I got you a present.” 

“Huh?” 

“Just come see!” Henry stumbled into the living room and flipped the switch.

“Oh my god!”

A guy was tied up and gagged in the middle of the floor. Pizza boxes sat on the table, with a bunch of booze and soda. The man made a frantic sound from behind the gag.

“What the fuck?” he said. Victor flopped on the couch. He titled his head and grinned.

“It’s the man who cut you off earlier. And I also got dinner and that novelty soda you like. The one that tastes like sour candy.”

“Yeah, I can see that.”

Fuck. Again? Victor had never been caught before, but this was insane. 

Why was his life like this? Ugh. Whatever.

He crossed the room and took a slice of pizza. It was amazingly good, actually. It really was true that the best New York style pizza was in New Jersey. He ignored Mr. BMW struggling against the ropes.

He twisted off the cap to the soda and some vodka. He was gonna need it. Henry turned back to the scene to see Victor teasing Mr. BMW. Muffled shouts came from behind the gag.

Henry knew how scary it was, seeing a vampire for the first time. But he couldn’t bring himself to care anymore. It was normal, now.

“I think he wants to say something,” grinned Victor. He plucked the gag from Mr. BMW.

“I- I’m so sorry,” he said, looking back and forth between them. “Please don’t kill me!” he sniffed. Henry shifted, uncomfortable.

“You’re not sorry,” snarled Victor, “You’re just sorry you got caught. Nobody gets to be an asshole to my human. Nobody.”

“It’s just a parking spot, Victor. Not a big deal.” Victor turned to him. He shrank back. 

“You don’t get to decide that,” he said. 

“What-”

“I’m making your life better. Remember that boss you hated? I took care of it. And now you don’t hate your job. This is for you, Henry.” He yanked the man’s hair, baring his neck. 

He sank his teeth into the man, drinking long and deep. Henry’s mind whirled. Had Victor really been killing off everyone who was mean to him? 

Victor finished, the man’s head lolling. 

“Look at him,” purred Victor, voice husky. “He’s still alive. Think he’ll chalk it up to a dream, or pass on to the next life?”

He came close, blood smeared over his mouth. He stepped right up to Henry, taking his chin in hand.

Henry whimpered.

“Don’t be scared,” cooed Victor against his lips. Victor kissed him, copper on his tongue. 

What was happening?

Victor pulled away, pupils blown. His cool hand came to rest on his ass.

“Victor-” he started, but for some reason he couldn’t, didn’t, pull away.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said. A curl of heat smoldered in Henry’s gut. “Three years,” continued Victor, “and I never told you that. Isn’t that strange?”

“Ye- yeah.” Victor pressed a kiss to his throat, mouthing up to just under his jaw.

“Wait-” he said, regaining himself. Victor paused, pulling away. “All those restaurants, all those presents, were- were they-”

“Dates? Yeah,” admitted Victor. “You needed a stronger hint.”

Fuck. He’d seen the way Victor looked at him, the way he waited in the car under a blanket for hours just for Henry to get off work. He thought it was just hunger, and it was, but it was more than that. And Victor was attractive, and mostly kind-

The dying man behind them groaned.

And it was too much. “I don’t want this,” he whispered. Victor stepped away, turning from him.

“Please,” said Henry, “I’m sorry-”

“No, you’re not,” said Victor. His heart sank. Victor was finally going to kill him. 

But then Victor turned, and he didn’t look mad at all. 

“It’s okay,” he said, stepping close again. And his eyes, they were so pretty now. So big and deep, and what was he thinking about? “You just need a little nudge.”

Oh yeah. 

Victor was attractive, and mostly kind, and took him to places he never could have afforded and-

He snorted. His life was already so goddamn weird.

“Sure, why not? It’s not like you’re going anywhere,” said Henry. “Might as well make the most of it.”

“Exactly what I was thinking,” agreed Victor. 

Victor kissed him again, and they fumbled their way to the couch. He wanted Victor, and he wanted him now, witness be damned.

The man was dying anyway.

___________________

Henry woke up the next morning in a great mood. Last night was just… incredible. It was so obvious, he couldn’t believe he missed it.

He snuggled back into Victor’s cool arms. 

Sure, it was fucked up, but who cared? Victor was hot and financially stable (aka rich as hell) and took care of him.

It just made sense.

Maybe he could get a nice car if he asked Victor.

___________________

He was a genius. Just a little nudge. Wasn’t even cheating, really. Charming never worked for so long.

Henry still had his personality the whole night, so it didn’t even count as Charming him. Just a tiny, itty bitty nudge, and his precious little human had finally given in to his wooing. They had a wonderful night of pizza, drinking, and sex. 

So good.

Draining that pesky little boyfriend four years ago had finally paid off. 

He was an asshole anyway.

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[thatssocheezy]

Carlo's Pizza & Pasta - Union Ave in Bridgewater, NJ

I noticed Carlo's Pizza a few months back and was hankering for a slice after stopping in the Home Depot down the street and figured it was the perfect opportunity to give it a try. I went in planning to get just a plain but the chicken penne vodka slice looked too good to pass up so I got both. The plain ended up being really good! It may have burnt my mouth from being scorching hot but I mean I still couldn't stop eating it. Normally I would have complained that it was just a little saucier than I like but the sauce was so good that I didn't even mind. That's saying something! Even though it spent the same amount of time in the oven, the chicken penne vodka just didn't heat up enough and was a little lacking as a result. I really enjoyed the flavor from the vodka sauce but it got old faster than I would have liked from only being warm instead of hot. Regardless, I would still highly recommend checking Carlo's out. I paid $8 something for the pair which is a little pricey but still worth it. Just maybe stick with the lighter slices.

[angelsdean]

wait i was looking thru the tags of that gifset of dean eating pizza and someone was shocked that the slice didn't bend. i'm sorry but have u never had a nice crispy slice? you don't want a floppy or soggy slice. it needs to be a good foundation to hold the weight of all the toppings. also, yeah the slices dean's eating are puny-sized so him eating 7 is like. nothing. but 7 large NYC / NJ slices ?? that's a lot of pizza. though probs still not a lot for a grown ass man like dean. but a lot for me lol. i eat two big slices and i'm stuffed. sorry i have a lot of feelings abt pizza

[brfphoto]

Asbury Park, NJ.

ISO 800 | 39mm | f/4.5| 1/80 sec

Photo © 2024 Brian R. Fitzgerald (www.brfphoto.com)

[johndonneswife]

[mecharose]

aggressively jersey moment but I'm from a small town and i can name like 5 family owned pizza places (just within town limits not even counting the 3+ more right outside) off the top of my head and they're all called like Luigi's or Gino's or smth. mamma mia 🤌🤌🤌

[thinkingaboutmusics]

Navigating the Discography of Pinegrove

Pinegrove’s Discography in chronological order (for reference):

Everything so Far (2015)

Cardinal (2016)

Audiotree Live (2016)

Skylight (2018)

Marigold (2020)

Amperland, NY (2021)

11:11 (2022)

Hailing from Montclair, New Jersey, Pinegrove falls somewhere between indie-rock and folk. Their discography (in chronological order) begins with Everything so Far, which is not so much an album as it is a dump of “everything [they had created] so far”. Many of the songs, on what we’ll call their debut compilation, were later rerecorded and released on their following two albums, Cardinal and Skylight. When compared, it seems the songs tend to age really well. The confidence gained by the entire band between 2015 and 2016 is remarkably evident in the contrast between Everything so Far and Cardinal. Even their live performance on Audiotree is exemplary of their gained confidence. The way that Evan Stephens Hall sings “I’m out” in “Need 2” on the recording from Everything so Far has nothing on the energy exuded in the Audiotree performance when Hall yells “I’M OUT” (it's enough to send shivers down your spine). It’s almost as if we can see him finally taking over his life; THIS time he really is out. “Angelina” is another great example of this across the board as it appears on Everything so Far, their Audiotree session, and Skylight. Their first recording of the song is still a fantastic. It holds a more raw (almost demo-ey), folky feel, but against the bands’ following two recordings, both from 2016 and 2018, the latter are more substantial. Seeing the band come into their own isn’t something that’s always easily seen in many band discogs simply because they usually produce one studio version of a song and call it a day. Pinegrove’s habit of rerecording and rereleasing songs allows for a more intimate listener-artist experience. It can become a very personal experience to become that acquainted with an artist as to hear them play the same song differently 2-3 different times.

Despite my describing the bands' early-early work as more folk-influenced, their broader discography across albums becomes more folky with age. I draw the line between Skylight and Marigold. In many of the songs on Marigold, it’s clear the feel has shifted from their early work, while still maintaining and showcasing the fantastic songwriting of Pinegrove’s front-man, Evan Stephens Hall. The banjo and lap-steel come through much more frequently in later albums (the lap-steel in “Phase” is phenomenal). While listening to many of the songs, I can't help but expect to hear mandolin- it would certainly fit the palette. In no way is Pinegrove another Lord Huron or Mumford & Sons. They have a more unique sound, which I believe comes from their experience writing and playing heavier music like they did in the beginning. Reference 1:54 in “Cadmium”- the guitar chugging is something few and far between in their later work (“Phase” and “Habitat” are exceptions to this). Even though they trade in their chugging guitar parts for banjo and lap-steel, it’s evident that they’re guided by the Hall’s songwriting, which keeps it in the realm of “Pinegrove”. 

It's songs like "Cadmium," "Portal," and "Recycling" that gave the band their break. Their claim to fame was their early indie-rock works, and it seemed to legitimize and allow them to mature and move into the new persona taken on in their more recent music.

In 2021, Pinegrove released a movie along with another compilation of songs (some new, and many existing repertoire). The movie is essentially a recording of all of the songs on the compilation released with it. The songs are tied loosely together by a plot concerning a mission to locate a Sloth named Lincoln who had gone missing. It all takes place in and around a studio somewhere in upstate New York. Inside the studio, each band member's area is designated by a certain color that also matches their outfit. The whole thing seems very thought out and purposeful. The hour and twenty minutes is well worth it to watch the movie… 

After Amperland, NY, came 11:11, Pinegrove’s most recent album from this year. Yet again, the song-writing (as I’ve been saying) remains consistent in quality, and the folk influence intensifies. 11:11 features a few more slow songs than we’re used to hearing compared to previous albums. 

Pinegrove’s discography is rich with great music, whether you’re looking more for indie-rock or folk-rock. Seldom does a band have such a robust repertoire that also maintains quality and consistency. Whatever the band chooses to take on is always done really well, and their transformation towards folk-rock is beautifully shown in a gradient of sound palette across albums. 

If nothing else, Pinegrove is just another band representing suburban New Jersey- something relatable for many. One can almost hear Montclair in their music. Now, go spend a few hours and explore all of this on your own- get acquainted. Happy listening...

[yz]

Newark to New York.

[abc-mulan]

Something I need new yorkers/people not from new jersey to understand is that pennsylvania, especially philly, is worse

[rishabhinnovyt]

Pizza meets paneer. Perfection meets goodness at Bombay Curry Pizza

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