Just to be clear, this is not a pizza restaurant. In fact, it's not at all what I expected. There were no tables, and no staff. There was a young woman just inside the door, next to a small cooling rack of fresh quiche, manually stamping the company logo onto small white pizza boxes. Talk about charm. She helped us navigate the menu, and we left with this Quiche Lorraine. One bite. Everybody knows the rules. One bite is enough to you know you're having something special. It was delicate. Extremely soft. Like a custard. Buttery, flaky crust. Decadent, creamy filling. As savory, brunchy pies go, C Jacks quiche is exquisite. I want to give it an 8.4... but... It's not pizza. It's not really close to Pizza. Like 3rd cousins. There's no flop. There's no grease. There's no sauce. There's no toppings. There's no pizza. I feel obligated to give this a disqualified 0.0 out of ten.
