Jersey Girls (and Boys) will probably attest that this is as close to Jersey pizza as we can get in the Southwest. I was having a very hard time when I moved out here -- it's not fun going through pizza withdrawal. When I took my first bite of that drippy, cheese oozing slice of pizza with just enough sauce and sweet crust--I couldn't stop pulling a When Harry Met Sally moment.....(ok you can figure that one out). Yummmmmmmmmyy!! Love love their pizza!!! Oh and this is the only place so far I can find zeppoles (I'd like to recommend maybe serving them in brown bags for added San Genarro style (the NY feast). Anyway, love them and love their pizza!