We got lost in New York looking for that Brooklyn Flea Market. We were walking and the wonderful smell stopped us in our tracks. We paused, looked up, we laughed because of the name, looked inside. Since we were starving, we decided to have just anything. We each ordered a slice of pizza. First bite, I think I said it out loud " Dear Lord this is good". Every bite was savored with " oh this is really good". My husband ordered another slice and continued to savor the pizza with "oh this is really good". In my opinion this is the best tasting pizza we've ever had in New York. Who cares if its not Ray's pizza. Next time we go to NY, Not Ray's will be our first stop, then visit the Flea Market again.
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