Yeah, well, cherrypick the best your small towns have to the worst of the cities, and you can make it sound good, sure.
True story - back when my wife and I were pinching pennies to get by, a friend gifted us with a trip to NYC to see Sleep No More. Another friend asked to meet up with us, and take us to "the best meal we could have in NYC". Now, this guy was a lawyer, with family money, having grown up in one of the best parts of Manhattan. We were pretty sure this guy knew the kind of places where they don't put prices on the menu, and if you have to ask, you can't afford it. We had no idea how we were going to afford this meal.
He took us on a wonderful stroll along several blocks of Manhattan (it was a glorious late spring evening), and we ended up at a hipster hole-in-the-wall pizza joint, with... normal pizza prices. And that pizza was truly magnificent. Sure, some of the toppings were hipster - duck confit and goat cheese with a balsamic drizzle, for example. But their sausage and pepperoni were savory perfection. There are a lot of places that do not understand how to do a thin, crisp crust on a pizza, but this place did, and it was a revelation, a combination of crunch and chew I had never experienced before.
So, you can stuff your parochial views on pizza in a calzone and eat it - good food is good food, and if you draw lines and borders around your acceptable pizza forms, you miss out.