The polls are in and the Village Voice Best of NYC 2009 issue is out on newsstands this week, claiming Bushwick’s homegrown pizza joint, Roberta’s, is the best place to get Neapolitan-style pizza in the city.

While the honor levitates Roberta’s above competitors like Motorino and La Pizza Fresca, the Voice reporters seem a bit skeptical (and sometimes ignorant) about what real Naples pizza is all about. They describe the world’s original pizza as “unbelievably bland” and even a “restaurateur’s conspiracy to sell you less pizza for more money.” But the truth is we’re in America, where any food item that’s of a slightly higher standard becomes gourmet/luxury/edible gold and is subsequently overpriced to adhere to this nonsensical hype.

I’ve been to a few famous pizza places in Naples and don’t ever remember paying more than 5 Euros for a margherita. Also, any good pizzaiolo will tell you plain pizza is the hardest to make because you can’t rely on toppings to carry the flavor. The beauty of a margherita pizza comes from within, from the proper mixture of quality tomatoes, mozzarella di bufala and fresh basil, all sitting atop a thin, slightly charred crust that flops down when held with one hand.

So screw you, Village Voice, for ridiculing Napoli’s gift to the universe simply because, like everything else, it’s expensive in New York. But I do wonder if this will up the waiting time to be seated at Roberta’s – every time I’ve tried to eat there I was told there was an hour wait, so I have yet to sample this neighborhood delight. Maybe one day I’ll get in, and when it finally happens, I’ll take a side of roasted bone marrow with my pizza.