Pizza Review
I’m not a pushover, I like to be impressed, but I’m not looking for reasons to be. Everything about this place, man. The 90’s Detroit Lions re-runs, the Christmas music, the simple, likable service. Why is there not a line down the street? Maybe it was the rain today. The pizza was crisp-obviously coal-fired- the sauce flared just enough to be a personality but not a tantrum. And the crust. Listen. Mercy. Easy upper-8.