first of all, I would like to say that this is not a bad pizza at all. it is more than halfway decent and probably deserves more than two stars (but not more than three.) but now, at this moment? now I feel like I had been the victim of a false advertising. this pizza is wood-fired in the perfunctory sense of the word. Actually, if I had not seen it bake for myself, I would not have believed it. I don't know. I wouldn't be surprised to learn that it's a gas-fired pizza. the texture of the teigs is wrong. there are certain asspects that you expect when ordering an authentic wood-fired pizza. the dough should be thin and crispy, but plicatable, and the crust and upper tips of the toppings should be easily carburized. the crust should break something like a baguette and the cheese should streecccchhhhh when they pull a piece away from the others. this pizza is like eating cake and the cheese refuses to stay on the cake. Never before have I eaten in my life a slice of wood-fired pizza with a fork. I had no choice today. they also call this a new yorker pizza, which it is certainly not. this is far closer to Detroit-style pizza than anything else. the pizza in new yorker style is very thin, light limp and light on the toppings. it is designed to be folded over and eat with a hand if necessary. it won't let you sleep either. this is the kind of pizza that will make me take a three-hour nip and wake up after I have eaten it and much luck to fold a piece of it in the half without pizzying over the wrists. If I only knew what kind of pizza I was going into here, I probably wouldn't have met this special choice this afternoon. I would have waited for another time, another mood. but I was deceived.