Everyone’s called me the Pizza Girl my whole life — I come from a long line of Italian restaurateurs, so honestly, fair. Growing up the nickname drove me crazy, but it stuck — and I decided to own it and build the business I was born to.

The rule I was raised on: pizza with nothing to hide. The best flour, real olive oil, no shortcuts, no unnecessary anything. That rule became a pink-and-mortar shop on Sunset, and now countertop grills that put restaurant-quality pizza in any kitchen. I’m just getting started on what I was clearly meant to do — make the pizzas I actually want to eat, and share them. Embrace the Pizza Girl Universe.