Welcome to the second installment of our guide to Ivy pizza (we’ve already done this with sandwiches and drinks). In our first installment, we reviewed the pizza at Harvard. I know, I’m also skeptical Boston has good food. But let’s table that for a moment and focus on today’s post: The Slice at Columbia. Reviewing Columbia’s pizza is complicated by the university’s location. In New York, good pizza, great pizza, abounds. But it’s not to be found in Morningside Heights (try Nino’s in Bay Ridge, or Grimaldis in DUMBO, or anywhere in Bensonhurst). Regardless, there is a pizza hierarchy at the school Law and Order keeps calling Hudson University.

1. Koronets: You may know Koronets as the place with the gigantic slices of pizza. For around $3.00, you get a slice the size of two normal slices. It’s freaking huge. It’s also gooey, greasy, and wonderfully moist. Koronets is great when you’re drunk but it’s a decadent delight when you’re sober. The next time you’re walking on Broadway and wanna grab lunch? Fuck Chipotle. Go to the place with the large pizza slices.

2. Famiglia’s: Decent but overpriced (average one-topping slice will run you $3.25), Famiglia’s offers a wide variety of slices and toppings. If you want a slice of Hawaiian, this is where you go. Famiglia’s is also the option most like a real pizzeria: the decor is closely modeled after that of an authentic pizzeria and the kitchen dishes up hearty favorites like lasagna and baked ziti. In short, Famiglia’s is a good but pricey fake.

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Penn grad DJ Lubel ‘05 popped back into the spotlight this weekend with his video about the Ivy League swill in Murray Hill. The video references to “Jew geography” and Lehman Bros emeriti in that elevated piece of Manhattan in the 30s on the East Side. Cool, but it’s worth watching for the dood-bros mooning the camera in front of the stretch Hummer at Joshua Tree.

The song’s audio has actually been floating around the Internet since last year or so. NYMag nailed it when they summed up the point:

We all go to temple but we worship the dough
We’ve got more Japs than all of Tokyo
Pour me a Grey Goose and Red Bull
As I take this Adderal pill
Tonight I’m blacking out up on Murray Hill

Watch Lubel sing about (not) having sex with Asians and how much he loves Rick Moranis after the jump.

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