La Smorfia Oxford

You're walking down Cowley Road and the smell of a wood-fired oven hits you before you spot the place. Inside, it's warm and unpretentious, with that lived-in feeling of somewhere that takes its pizza seriously but doesn't bang on about it. The kitchen fires out Neapolitan pizzas with real skill—proper San Marzano tomatoes, quality mozzarella, generous toppings—and the kind of crust that's got actual character: blistered, slightly charred, soft inside. It's the sort of place where you go with friends, order too much, and lose track of time with a glass of wine.