When I go somewhere new I love finding the hidden treasures. Don't get me wrong, there's a time and a place for the razzle dazzle (see Eleven Madison Park...), but I don't feel like I've explored unless I've been to somewhere a bit more rustic.
My husband is a pizza fan - in all honesty I'm non-plussed by the stuff. When planning our itinerary I searched for the best pizza in New York - boom - the likes of Roberta's sprang up, but after reading lots of reviews I found that quite a few New Yorkers were recommending a little gaff downtown by the name of Bleecker Street Pizza. It's won all sorts of local awards too, including 'Best Pizza in New York' by the Food Network.