Motorino – East Village
PRO: Best Margy pizza in the U.S. of F’ing A
CON: $10 dixie cup-sized wine
So we went on a mini-Pizza crawl today in NYC. Constantly searching for the best pie in the best pie town in the Continental U.S. (‘cuz y’all know Hawai’i and Alaska can rock Pizza, gotta leave them out!)
We also know, yeah we know…NYC has it over SF in most things. Not just most things in the culinary sense, just most things. Period. Pizza included. Most of us SF dwellers know and respect, and figure that #2 (AKA first place for losers) is A-OK in this case.
So wanna hear it? Here it goes: Wait. First, after a few hours trapped on the runway at JFK and watching bizzaro TV, I am hooked on ‘Kourtney & Khloe Take Miami‘. OMFG.
OK, other than that, this place, Motorino, has the BEST F’ING PIZZA IN NYC! And maybe the best pie outside of Napoli, Itlay itself. Or herself. Whatever. I can’t keep it straight after the sex change.
Why? So this is messed up. 1/2 way through our crawl, we hit MotoR. We likee. Cool, small spot, narrow and just simply pizza-parlour ish. No Italians here though, all Asian. And just like those Asians rule the automobile, technology and sushi industries that we created, they are now stealing the pizza industry out from under…the Italians! And I don’t care! R&D =Rip Off & Duplicate. Just serve me a kick-ass pie and I’ll shut my pie whole.
So we see this great-looking pie called the Heirloom Tomato Pie ($18), and bark out our order. It arrives. The other J hurls. Why? No Sauce. Bam. And janky cheese. Personally, I thought it was OK, dug the incredible green, red & purple heirlooms and thin crust. But did agree on the cheese, but with a side of sauce I coulda been happy.
But the other J is waaay sharper than I. She said “F this pie it sux ass. Let’s order the Margherita Pizza ($15) and see if it redeems”. Or something like that. So we order the Margy. And….Holy Crap it is the BEST F’ING MARGY IN THE CONTINENTAL UNITED STATES!
The crust is so thin, and so perfectly blistered it’s not even funny. Perfect. And the tomato sauce is dead-on sweet/spicy San Marzano, and the Mozzarella just-so melted gives the entire pie a wild creamy texture that will rock your world. Almost pornographic. Top that with copious (yes, copious, look it up) amounts of basil and…well, first: Why do so many pizza pie 
pushers skimp on Basil? I mean, I can buy a bushel of basil for a buck. And VdV, bitches for Key Ingredient Distribution (KPI! Live, Learn it, Love it), get a little bummed and bitchy when pizzialos skimp on the basil. Know what? Do ya, punk?! MotoR brings it! Yee Haw! Lotsa slightly burnt basil too. So good and a magic meal maker. my people.
Bottom line: Go! Yeah, they served us $10 per glass Greco Di Tufo in dixie-cup glasses. But WTF cares?! This Margy pie is da bomb. Go! I said!
