Josh Joyce
Google
Salem, rejoice: we finally have good pizza. Precious Pizza is slinging grandma-slash-Detroit style pies that are so good, you’ll start questioning why you ever pretended to like the other “meh” options around town.
The dough? Light and crusty, like your favorite aunt who tells it like it is. The edges are caramelized and crispy enough to make you wonder if you should just order a whole pie made entirely of crust. The weekly specials are always changing, always delicious, and somehow never feel like the kitchen just threw random stuff on top and called it “artisan.”
Honestly, it’s a dangerous kind of good. You come in thinking, “I’ll just grab a slice,” and suddenly you’re three pies deep, rethinking your life choices, and Googling if eating pizza three days in a row counts as a Mediterranean diet.