A city this size allows/forces one to construct one’s own categories of particular food/beverage experiences, and there are enough solid coffees/coffeeshops/cafes that you can micromanage exactly the outcome you want. You trade down two percentiles in one category to trade up in another. Although there are substantially fewer solid pizza options, there are enough that compromise (even if ordering alone) becomes inevitable. I usually give up the struggle and order from Romio’s. Henceforth, I speak of the basic pie (traditional crust, cheese, and toppings).
A pizza suffers delivery like every newborn slapped by a doctor. Even at its worst, however, a pie delivered from Romio’s is substantially better (and greasier) than the best available from most other places. The crust is doughier than I usually like, and the sauce slightly sweet. The cheese, however, and whatever its artificial content, is vicious (having the nature of vice). Lots and lots of vicious cheese. Wonderful.