I pretty much love all styles of pizza, which I think comes down to setting expectations. If you're expecting pizza style x and you get pizza style y you're going to think it's bad. (Note: within styles there are bad pizzas.)

But Neapolitan, it's on another level to me. I still remember the first time I had it at Settebello in SLC back in the mid 2000s. From that day, my dream was to have a backyard oven to make it. Several years back I got an Ooni pizza oven and it has been a delight. Dough, sauce, mozzarella, basil, and fire. It's so simple and pure yet magical.

I last made some two days ago. After eating I told my wife, "I think everyone in the world deserves to taste this." I really do.