Roberta’s Pizza


Like most Manhattanites, when I head to Williamsburg, I typically hop the L train to Bedford and stick to the area between that and the river. But there’s more to that neighborhood than meets the eye, as I was soon to discover. Roberta’s Pizza has earned a reputation for being one of the best pies in the city. So I headed out to see if this was the case.

Crawling out of the Morgan Avenue subway station, five stations further down the L line, brought me to a funky little pocket of Williamsburg on the aptly named Bogart Street. It reminds me of the Bywater neighborhood in New Orleans. The area is still filled with industrial buildings, many with colorful, fresh murals, and dotted with eclectic little shops and eateries.

Roberta1A couple of blocks south, I turned right onto Moore Street. Behold, there was Roberta’s, even more unassuming than I assumed it would be. As I walked in, I was surprised to see how busy it was at 2:30 on a beautiful Friday afternoon. But the wonderful staff found me a seat quite quickly. And before you know it, I had this gorgeous pie in front of me – margherita sans basil.

The dough was incredible. Warm, soft, and delicious. The cheese and sauce worked wonders, too. It was a great pie, and a good communal dining experience. I was tempted to try their desserts but ended up exploring a chocolate shop around the block: Fine & Raw.

Is Roberta’s one of the best pies in the city? Yes, I would say so. The pie itself is certainly a contender, but the people and the place really make it all the more special. I can’t wait to head back. And not just for Roberta’s incredible pizza, but to also see what else this neat little neighborhood has to offer.