Salt Lake’s pizza joint.Sixty years and counting.

Sixty years on 400 South

Old school pizza.No notes.

Hand-rolled dough, real mozzarella that actually pulls, a sauce nobody’s touched since 1965 because it was right the first time. Gold letters on the door, a frosted Hires in the same lot. This is the pizza the rest of Salt Lake gets measured against.

It’s the slice you grew up on — and the one you bring the out-of-towners to so they finally get it. Sixty years in, the dough still gets rolled by hand every morning and the pies still come out looking like the reason you drove over.

There are a hundred pizza places in this city now. There’s one that’s been doing it right since the Johnson administration. You can keep driving past it — or you can pull in, grab a booth, and find out what everybody keeps coming back for.