And so Mangieri became a romantic hero in New York; and when the pizzaiolo moved
out west this year, that status transferred to the Bay Area, where we've
been practicing the cult of the farmer/forager/artisan longer than
anyone else. To his credit, though, the guy just wants to make the best
pizza he can. And I surprised myself by agreeing with him: The results of his pure-hearted passion are evident. Go get yourself in line.