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| - Growing pains or confused identity? Note - I went during the Soft Opening where the full menu was not available. Since then, I've walked by and the tables are set. Honestly it makes for a different appearance.
The pizza - Dante himself was serving up the pizza. Each pizza was "personal pan size" but fire roasted in their amazing (and hot if the A/C isn't on) wall of pizza ovens. The chefs worked in sync with one another, putting on toppings, putting pizza in the hole, switching it around, out and then slicing. It was a pizza version of a Model-T line.
My favorite pizza was hands down, the seafood pizza. I tried to try a little bit of everything and even the "plain" Margarita pizza was very good. All the pizza's had quality toppings, were very flavorful and the dough had just the right Italian crisp, that they felt unique against the traditional Edison's pizza across the way.
My biggest complaint was with the space itself. Next to Dante, which is parceled out and feels cozy no matter where you sit, Next Door is the antithesis. It's open with self-painted art up on the walls. It seems almost thrown together. The same chandeliers (or at least similar) hang from the walls, but they're hanging over a vast and identity-less space.
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