When I was a kid, I absolutely hated pizza (and donuts, what). However, somewhere within the last few years, that has completely changed and I will now crawl 3 blocks in the middle of summer, around Club Jersey Shore to get a slice of pizza here.
I've never been to New York but the level of friendless from the staff here is a good indication that this place is probably legit.
That being said, you can guess how great the pizza is if that doesn't deter me from shamelessly shoving two slices down my throat while still sweating from my walk to the restaurant. Honestly, the pizza is amazing and it doesn't sit like a rock in your stomach after you inhale it (which you will, go for the pepperoni).
Plus, I'm serious about Club Jersey Shore, there were less neon shirts in the 90's than the club rats were wearing that gravitated towards this tribute to douchery. Joe's New York Pizza: Dinner and a Show.