Sorbillo Torino — Restaurant in Turin

I rolled into Sorbillo at the midday rush—not for some curated Instagram moment, but to eat pizza like people do, in a hurry and on their feet.

The Good Stuff: The crust had that telltale Neapolitan bite—charred just enough to whisper of fire but soft as a pillow in the middle. The cornicione (edge) had a slight chew, with those blobs of black that taste of smoke and forgotten secrets. The tomato sauce, bright and unpretentious, cut through the dough like a whisper of home. Mozzarella was soft and milky, not the kind that smacks you in the face with personality, but that’s okay—it got out of the way and let the pie be itself.

Where It Stumbles: This isn’t a pizza to break your heart. The portions are modest—you’ll finish it, shrug a little, and think “passo dopo?” They stretch the service thin. I watched every table hit the “hangry” zone, waiting close to half an hour for a single pie. And at €12–14 a pop, sure, the ingredients feel decent—but at this point in Turin, I’m looking for a little attitude with my dough. I’m not asking for fireworks. Just something that punches back.

Atmosphere & Feel: White tile, open kitchen, frantic pizzaioli tossing dough like pros, a grind of commerce and craft. It feels alive. But it doesn’t feel special. Like a reliable friend who shows up for lunch—not one you’ll call at midnight when the world is collapsing.

Final Take: This Sorbillo is solid—safe, honest, mostly satisfying. But in a city dripping with passion and quality pizza, it doesn’t burn a mark on your soul. Worth a stop if you're nearby and craving Neapolitan style. But if you're off in the wilds of the Porta Palazzo market and hungry for something unforgettable, wander a...

At first about 19:00 as I was walking pass, it was empty. Stop to read the review and saw a few negatives and positive. About 10 min later as I was taking photos I noticed more people entered. I decided to try translate the menu (no success with google) but I went inside. They kindly sat me down and I looked and could decipher some of the words. I ordered a salami calzoni and a coke. The order arrived quickly but I was shocked at the size. It was big. I managed to eat about half. Now unless you're into lots of cheese, and I mean lots, then it shouldn't affect your tummy. The salami was sliced into slivers and heated up. This isn't a calzone I'm used to back home. I ordered a dessert, tiramisu, it had more cream than pastry. The coffee they served was a shot glass of cappuccino. Overall its more of a pizza place, and expect to be hungry or split the ordper. Once finished, you cash out near the front door. More about this at other places later. The staff was very friendly and understood some english. I think the price I paid was fair but I really wish I was 2 ppl...

Probably the most authentic and arguably just the overall best neapolitan pizza in Turin. This is the Turin "branch" of an historical pizzeria opened in Naples in 1935 and everything is made according to tradition (and that's a good thing!). You can't go wrong with a "great classic" like a Bufala or a "simple" Margherita (the standard by which all good pizzerias should be measured as you can't "cheat your way around" simple ingredients and recipes), or you can opt for something more "gourmet" with selected ingredients of proven origin and otherwise hard to find (like yellow tomatoes) and even try a pizza dedicated to "his majesty" Massimo Bottura (Italy's most celebrated chef). The place is not big and you'll have better lunch at lunch rather than dinner to find a table right away without having to wait in line. Inside the decor is whimsical and very colorful, fun, but not gaudy. And when the pizza comes you only look...