Alright Lenny and John’s. Which one is Lenny? Which one is John? Which is false advertising 14 dolla pies on Tuesday? Which is one is hiring female cashier that don’t look up behind the counter? My architect Elroy walks in there, he picks up our order, the Chicano behind the counter wanted to give him “arachini” we didn’t order any riceballs, what cha talkin about? So service wise 5.2. Pizza wise I’m gonna go point lower than the PorkBoy and the wonderful people on this app. It’s good, I enjoyed it but way way way too heavy. This is a two-chinner type of slice. This is “why do I have bitch tits” out of nowhere type of slice. The crust was deep dish style. But I would say this old school Brooklyn pizza. But nowhere fucking near the greats. Don’t ever get that shit twisted. You ain’t Difara, you ain’t Delmar, you ain’t Totonos, you ain’t Luigi, you ain’t L and B. And guess what? Lenny and John. Now I’m talking to the both of ya. YOU AIN’T FRANKS on Quentin. And as the mega star would say “that’s not an insult…that’s just a fact of life”
