East Village Food Adventure - Part 3

We continued across 14th Street, and I was beginning to have second thoughts. I was already starting to feel pretty full, but knew I had to continue on. No pain, no gain, right?! Next up was Vinny Vincenz…what I thought would be your run-of-the-mill pizza joint, but turned out to be something a little more special than that. Plastered on the front windows was review after review about Vinny’s self-proclaimed specialty – the Sicilian slice.

In full disclosure, I have to be upfront and say that growing up in the South, the closest I came to eating Sicilian pizza was Pizza Hut’s pan pizza. Now that I’ve been in New York for a few years, my Sicilian experiences have been less than thrilling. All that bread, so little sauce and cheese…not my thing.

After having a fresh slice of a Vinny Vincenz Sicilian pie, I think I may finally understand its appeal. The dough was light and airy, and not too thick. The sauce had a nice, sweet flavor, and there was enough cheese to make a cheese-lover like me happy. Nine times out of ten, I’m going to stick with a regular pizza. But, it’s good to know that there’s Sicilian out there that I enjoy too.

Miss Menu had an interesting observation – Since not all slices are created equal in a Sicilian pie, one can request which specific slice they want from the pan. Some people love the corners with two edges of crust. Others love the middle pieces with no crust at all. Not knowing my preference, I went with a 1-crust edge piece. I have decided that’s my favorite…a crust to serve as a handle, and three sides covered in deliciousness.

I ended up only eating about half the slice to save room for the rest of the adventure…but even that didn’t help enough. I had to sit Stop 4 out…the Mexican grocery Zaragoza. No way was spicy Mexican going to sit well right now! Hoping this breather would leave me feeling better, we continued on down the list. I was excited for the next stop…Crif Dogs!

Vinny Vincenz
231 First Avenue
b/t 13th & 14th Streets
Menu Pages listing