DiFara Pizza, Midwood, Brooklyn
Make no mistake, for good pizza, this girl will travel. Three trains and 45 minutes no less, but enter the non-descript DiFara Pizza on Avenue J, and after sampling the fare, the goods are certainly worth that wait. Amidst the bakeries, kosher delicatessens and laundromats that line this predominately Orthodox Jewish section of Brooklyn, in a small space you’ll find Dominick DeMarco, dressed in comfortable shoes and his flour-dusted apron, making thin Neapolitan pies the same way he’s been doing it for over forty years.
What sets DiFara apart from the legions of other pizzerias about town? DeMarco uses only the freshest and finest ingredients, buffalo and fresh mozzarella cheeses imported from Italy and after a few moments of watching him coax the dough, handle the pie in conspicuously non-wood-burning oven, no doubt you are in the house of a perfectionist. An artisan that serves up a wafer-thin crust, bits of fresh basil (grown in the window), and a lacing of extra-virgin olive oil through the sweet tomato sauce. The unveiling of the pie gets a ceremonial dusting of grana padana, administered in slow, deliberate, old-world style by the master himself.
Tip: Bring a book, folks. DiFara tends to make them in, with fans traveling as far as the West Coast to indulge in rustic, down-home pizza.
DiFara Pizza
1424 Avenue J
Brooklyn, New York
718.258.1367
Subway: Q to Avenue J


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