“I’m not going to become a pizza snob.”
Yeah, yeah. You’ve been living in other states, and you’ve tried other pizza. You’ve had Chicago deep dish, you’ve dipped Pennsylvania pies in ranch dressing, and you’ve had vegan flatbreads in Portland. I’m sure they were all great. But the problem with living in a place that makes the best is that it ruins your palette for everything that’s not the best. Bagels that aren’t made in Jersey or New York are going to be ruined for you, too.
Don’t sweat it too much. Philly residents are going to be snobs about cheesesteaks made elsewhere. Kansans are going to be snobs about barbecue. This is just your burden to bear.