Detroit-style pizza from Iron Exchange
This far western ‘burb brewpub was a nice surprise for my family this week when we decided to drive past the end of I-394 and see what pizza discoveries lie at the edge of the metro. There we found this sizable five-year-old brewpub, with a stage in front of blue-lit brewing tanks. On the menu: a wide selection of shareables, a flaky and flavorful walleye fish fry (take note: fish fry season is around the corner), and Detroit-style pizza.
I love a pan pizza, but usually have only one slice; the hefty squares edged with burnt cheese are delicious — until it’s all too much. Iron Exchange is different. The crust is thinner and more airy than I’m used to at other Detroit-style spots, yet it still has a satisfying chew. The application of cheese is restrained, making it less greasy. And the sauce, my favorite ingredient on any pizza, comes in a quantity that means business.
Every Iron Exchange pie comes with a few dollops of the red stuff in a line down the middle of each slice, and a bowl with lots more sauce, so you can ladle it on at will. The sauce is thick and bright, like a chunky tomato soup. I’d buy it by the jar if I could.
Pies are $16 for a small, $28 for a large. To get our daily veggies in, we picked the Mediterranean, with sun-dried tomatoes, pepperoncini, artichokes, red onion, kalamata olives, basil and garlic confit. And a build-your-own with sausage for the kids. We had plenty left, and you can bet that the rest of the sauce came home with us. (Sharyn Jackson)
1500 Howard Av., Maple Plain, ironexchange.us

Pepperoni at Mavericks Pizza
Everyone has their non-negotiables on what makes a great pizza, but there’s an argument to be had that the bready base makes all the difference in what kind of pizza experience you’re about to have. Mavericks Pizza in St. Paul has perfected the art. The right amount of yeasty flavor, just enough bubbles to keep everything interesting, but spread just thin enough to cradle the cheese and toppings.
Mitch and Deborah Johnson opened Mavericks in 2012 as a takeout- and delivery-only restaurant. Maybe that’s why its praises haven’t been sung more widely in the Twin Cities, but its time has come. Mitch graduated from culinary school, but changed course and worked a series of nonfood jobs until the couple were just about to welcome their first baby. The two decided to invest in themselves and their little family by opening a restaurant. “And because we were first-time restaurant owners who couldn’t come up with a name, we named it after our son,” Mitch said.
Mavericks pizza is described as New York style, but just like the name, they aren’t hemmed in by convention. “I’d never even worked in a pizzeria before we opened our own,” Mitch said. “We developed our own recipes and I kept trying to find something a little different.”