Come here for the Rosa.
It's special. Like potentially waiting in line for the rest of your life, special.
Just look at the breakdown of this thing: http://eater.com/archives/2013/08/28/eater-elements-the-rosa-at-pizzeria-bianco.php
Salty, intense parmesan-reggiano, rosemary, red onions, and smokey pistachios are inconsistently, but uniformly, distributed over some damn good crust, no sauce allowed, for one hell of a taste-bud roller coaster.
I know you want it. You know you want it.