
I’m pretty sure reheated trash from the truck that picks up Pizza Pizza’s bin out back will taste better. I have had better pizza at Pizza Pizza (which has to be the worst pizza chain in Ontario). I have bought better frozen pizza from Superstore. I WAS DEEPLY INTOXICATED, and through the warm and fuzzy clouds of my drunken stupor I could still arrive at the realization that what I was eating was literally the worst pizza on Earth.
Numero uno pizza cracker#
Maybe the pizza is good? What I got was a thin, crusty, unbendable pizza shaped cracker topped with some kind of frozen greenery and reheated vegetables what seemed like crispy white wax or maybe dried up papier-mâché glue for cheese and sauce that tasted suspiciously like canned tomato paste (don’t get me wrong, I f – king love eating tomato paste out of a can, but it doesn’t belong on a pizza!). Any way you slice it (ba-dum-pshht), this is kind of a rip off, but ok, they’re capitalizing on the drunk crowd, I get it. 50− 4 total for a slice? By «slice» here they mean half or less of that normal quarter-pizza slice, and either the slices are way too expensive for what they are, or that can of pop was like $ 2. You know how other places give you a quarter of a pizza, slice it in half for convenience, and charge you $ 3.


The rating I left is because of the pizza itself, and here’s why: For $ 6, I got two small slices and a can of pop. I’m no pizza connoisseur, but this is supposed to be a good deal? The service was indeed good, but that basically means «she smiled» because it’s not like you’d expect much from a «can I get that slice there, here’s my card» interaction anyway. I also love a late night slice, and normally eat at mom-and-pop and chain pizzerias alike.

I used to live in Van up until a few years ago, and came back to see family for Christmas. What the what? I had to double-check with Google Maps that where I’ve eaten yesterday at midnight is indeed the place all the positive reviews have been left for.
