Josephine L.
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(Note: We visited during the soft opening of Pizza Studio Tamaki, which is taking over Moody Tongue.)
Silly me. I was too busy eating cod sperm (true story!) when I visited Tokyo, not pizza margherita. If I had, I would've been able to pay...much less...for Tamaki's admittedly tasty, chewy dough.
Instead, my wallet wound up here one cold Manhattan night. And paid $8 for one....yes, ONE...piece of Hamachi Crispy Rice. And $10 for one...yes, ONE...piece of Hokkaido Scallop sushi. Sob!
The pizzas themselves were about a personal size each, clocking in at ~10" diameter and ~6-7 slices per pie. We tried the Tamaki, which at $28 was a bit more than I'd want to spend for baked cherry tomatoes, smoked mozzarella, pecorino romano, and barely any basil. The 5 Formaggi was a bit more interesting and came with a small pitcher of honey for the salty-sweet crowd--but at $30, I expected more.
The most laughable? They capped us at one pizza per person because they didn't have enough of Tamaki dough for more than that. This might be the first time in my life a restaurant has turned DOWN orders.
Vibe-wise, they're kind of going about it wrong too. The restaurant is ridiculously dark, all candlelit white tablecloths and black stone countertops. The decor screams snooty Michelin stars when the menu offers....pizza. It just doesn't work.
I *might* be convinced to come back if they start offering the unique toppings that their Tokyo menu offers. Might.