Small pie, half white w/sliced tonatoes & meatball, half red w/sausage, light mootz throughout.
Initially, I forgot to say "well done." In prior decades, I'd say "burn it." After a couple minutes, I returned to the counter and added that I'd forgotten to add "well done."
I just finished the pie in Edgerton Park. They didn't cook it well done, so there was more flop than I'd want, and it was more bread-y than crispy, with no black dust to shake out of the box's corner at the end.
Given how truly great both flavor profiles were, it's a shame I have to rate it an A- and share responsibility for not getting it how I'd want it. With "burn it," I've had them open the box before taping and ask if it was done enough, and sometimes it's gone back into the oven. Only once did I get a pie that had me say, "They burned it."
A final note from this post-Labor Day (but still summer) round of small pizzas that kicked off when Buffalina stayed closed on September 3rd, the Modern pie felt twice the weight of any other.