My kinda pizza!

There is only 1 place outside of NJ or NY, that I can remember having the kind of pizza I grew up loving. The kind that is thin and rubbery, drips oil and cheese and folds over in your hand when you pick it up. Amanda and I had such a pizza at Picnic Pizza on Murfreesboro road in Nashville! The owner is straight out of Brooklyn and even brought his ovens here from back home to be able to make the pizza as authentic as possible. The only difference I could see would be the water used to make the pizza being different here than back home. Other than that, he nailed it! This would be a great place to stop off with a group of friend on our motorcycles. MMMMM!!