boldly proclaiming “if you’re not eating caserta’s you’re not eating pizza” across federal hill, caserta pizzeria opened its doors in 1953, nearly seventy years in the business generating a loyal fanbase that continues to sustain take-out and delivery-only options amidst a global pandemic.
the “originator of the wimpy skippy,” currently open from 9:30am until seven or eight o’clock tuesday through sunday, it is behind a plexiglas partition that guests currently receive items from caserta’s iconic dining room, owner john campagnone jr. promising uncompromised quality and safety while prices remain a relative bargain.
offering “new york-style” and “sicilian” pizzas, though best one can tell this is a matter of small rounds versus large squares, it was beneath pepperoni that average cheese and aromatic sauce mingled atop medium-thick crust, a lack of leavening plainly evident with good crunch but a bit too much chew.
no doubt a concise menu, two salads and what can best be described as a pair of calzones joining the pizza, $5.25 yields caserta’s signature filled with spinach, mozzarella, black olives and pepperoni, though personally the “pepper pig” with local italian sausage, sauce and peppers was both more complex and delicious.