The Good Son Tap
Location: 2550
E. Colfax
When I think of the Good Son, I will
always think of Macaulay Culkin
dropping a brick on a car, but now after I fight that image out of my cranium I
can escape to a place with a decent beer selection and nourishing Detroit-style
pizza. They also sport a fun patio that rests just off Colfax across the street from City Park.
During my brief stint outside I saw a CrossFit guy who looked like Tom
Petty on steroids roll a giant green tractor tire past a guy who was staggering
around barefoot yelling into an old boot.
I did some mild to moderate research about Detroit-style pizza, and here is how I choose to define this unique regional specimen.
Detroit-style pizza is basically a
style of pizza similar to Sicilian that features a thick deep-dish crispy crust.
This unique shaped pizza is the result of it being baked in a square
based pan, which was historically not for pizza. Most commonly, people in Detroit used industrial
parts trays for baking from nearby factories that dominated the region, which gave this pizza an
original shape and style.
Let’s talk about the product. Your pizza will appear in the shape of a
rectangle, 2 slices wide by 4 slices long.
This pizza cannot run or hide from its enemies, because it will leave a
greasy trail wherever it goes. Please
leave your yoga pants and $20 water bottles covered in local craft brewery
stickers at home!
Breakdown of a slice:
The crust is made from a 36 hour process, but since the science of bread
is about exciting as watching someone watch an entire baseball game, let me just discuss the results… The crust is greasy yet porous; puffy yet
crispy. To put it simple, this crust dominated my
taste buds. The Good Son makes a tasty homemade sauce, but
I wish they used more. The cheese did
please, and they offer a smoked mozzarella which is not too shabby. The toppings on my pizza were mushroom,
pepperoni, green pepper, olive, and red onion.
In a solid team effort, they left a good impression. I took my pizza home and ate it in front of
a friend. I was so selfish that I lied and said that I needed
to save a few slices for dinner because I wanted to see if it held up after it
cooled down. As soon as my friend left,
I ate the remaining slices. I kind of
feel like a jerk, but I did what I thought I needed to do at the moment.
