Frankly I'm sort of talked out about the place, so I'll make my take brief.
To summarize: the flavor of the dough doesn't transport me to Italy, but no way will you find a better pizza in Los Angeles. Stick with the simpler ones, like the Margherita and extraordinary funghi misti. I also loved the sharp anchovy-powered tricolore salad.
The time of day Chandi and I went worked out well; we got a table after waiting 10 minutes or so around 2:00. They had no problem with me and the baby taking up seats as we waited for our to-go orders, which they were nice enough to prepare for us. (Take note that Mozza doesn't do phone orders.) Though I had pizza for too many meals in a row last week, I figured may as well try as much mozza as possible while the getting was good.