Archive | April 2010

Di Fara Pizza

Sheriff: “What shall we do tomorrow?”

Me: “Uh, I don’t know.”

Sheriff: “Mmmm…”

Me: “I KNOW! Let’s go to Di Fara’s for pizza!”

Sheriff: “Let’s JOM!”

So I might have paraphrased some of those sentences (as many as they were) but that was how we decided to make the trek into the bowels of Brooklyn for some pies, or as it turns out, just one pie. Due to some confusion, we ended up waiting for 20 mins in a line that wasn’t really a line that would eventually put pizza into our bellies. So this is important: when you go to Di Fara’s, squeeze through the crowd and find the guy who’s in charge of the list of orders. There really isn’t a systematic line to access this guy, but DO NOT under any circumstance stand around and wait, you will be very disappointed. Find out where that list is, and get your name on it.

The pizzas at Di Fara’s aren’t cheap. A plain cheese pizza is $20, the special pie (with sausage, onions, mushrooms) costs $30 and each additional topping is $2 I think. But even the cynical pizza eater in me thinks that it was worth every single penny.

The pies are made fresh as they come to your name on the list. Mr. DeMarco (or Dom, as I’ve heard people call him) flattens out the dough, smears his special sauce on it, lays on a generous serving of 3 kinds of cheese, sprinkles on the toppings, pours on some serious amount of olive oil and then shoves it into the oven – which out of 6 visible, he only uses 2 or 3 as far as I could tell. Every few minutes he opens the oven door and pokes at the pies and sometimes he takes a peek under them to check the base hasn’t been burnt. He then pulls out the ones that are ready, in all its sizzling glory, cuts some fresh basil leaves on them, pours yet another serious amount of olive oil and voila! The pie is ready to slide down your throat into your ravishing tummy.

I wouldn’t call myself an avid fan of pizza, but Dom’s pies are awesomely made. One can tell that he really puts his heart into his work. An hour long trip to Midwood, Brooklyn and another hour’s wait justifies its awesomeness.