Anthony's Coal Fired Pizza & Wings — Restaurant in Florida

I am a self labeled pizza connoisseur. Been lucky enough to have authentic NY style pizza in Brooklyn, Chicago deep dish in Chicago, and authentic neopoliton pizza in Napoli, Italy. (For those wondering yes the pizza in Napoli was my fav, can't lie!) And I absolutely love pizza in almost any form. The fave however is any wood-fire/coal-fire neopoliton style pizza with a slightly charred and crunchy outer layer, yet moist, hydrated soft, flavorful interior, where the mozzarella cheese is fresh and stringy, and sauce isn't heavy enough to soak through the crust. If this sounds like something you'd love, this is the place to go!! 🍕 And shall I mention the garlic knots are almost better than the pizza in my opinion! Freshly chopped garlic, romano, fresh parsley in olive oil (I add crushed red pepper flakes to their knots & oil dip to give it a kick) and just like the pizza crust I requested the knots well done. They come out crispy and slightly charred on the outside, slathered with the garlicky olive oil concoction and I love dipping them in the oil and devouring them. 😋🧄 I swear by this place! And I've tried just about every chain/mom&pop pizzaria in town. Btw both visits the servers were extremely pleasant. Tonight despite every table being full when we got there and a ~6 min wait while our server cleaned off the table the previous guests just left we had an awesome experience. Only thing I felt was lacking in the design of the place is due to the extreme open floorplan noise travels easily and the ambiance seems noisy when they're full. Still the place was full of friends, families and pizza lovers; so my kinda crowd (can't complain!) Did I mention the owner/manager checked in on us as we were leaving and seemed like a great down to earth fella, actually helped our server clear out our table. Really...

Stopped at this location with my wife for lunch on a random Wednesday. I remembered my experience at the Anthony's on Anderson Road and the food being good. This location being more like a sit down restaurant as opposed to a pizzeria I expected more. The restaurant itself is very nice inside new and clean. It was empty to a waitress sat us quickly. Although it was slow there were four employees out front and one had her two kids there maybe she couldn't get a sitter. Although a bit unprofessional the children were well behaved and did not disturb anyone.

We weren't very hungry so we went with a small lunch special pizza. On a side note there is not an option for chicken on your pizza? Although they had chicken on the menu. The waitress seemed to want to warn about this lunch pizza short of saying it sucked

What she brought out was sad. I still wish I hadn't paid for it. Basically it was a flatbread appetizer but terribly made. The flatbread was burned on the edges and thin. The sauce was unevenly placed and horrible. The so called pizza thing also lacked cheese. It was pathetic. We spent $18 for this and two sodas.

I can assume from what I saw that this venue suffers from a weak inexperienced owner worried about the wrong things. The employees seemed undisciplined and unconcerned. Anyone who would serve that food to a customer has major work morale issues or should be fired. The menu seemed very different from the other Anthony's pizza too. I guess the franchise standards are also poor and inconsistent....

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 5/5 Stars HOLY SMOKIN’ COAL-FIRED GLORY, ANTHONY’S ON DALE MABRY IS A FLAVOR APOCALYPSE! This place didn’t just serve us dinner; it drop-kicked our taste buds into a parallel dimension of pure, unadulterated bliss. And let’s talk about LILY—with ONE L, people, ONE L—like a superhero disguised as a server, wielding charm, speed, and a smile that could melt a glacier. She didn’t just take our order; she orchestrated a freakin’ symphony of hospitality, making us feel like pizza royalty in a kingdom of crispy crusts. The meat pizza? OH, MAMA, it’s a carnivorous fever dream! Picture a coal-fired crust so perfect it deserves its own TED Talk—crisp, chewy, and kissed by flames like it made a pact with a volcano god. Piled high with meats so bold they could star in an action movie, every bite was a flavor explosion that had us questioning our life choices for ever eating anywhere else. And the CHICKEN WINGS? These weren’t wings; they were garlicky, onion-crowned WINGS OF DESTINY. Juicy, roasted to godly perfection, and dripping with herb-fueled swagger, they left us in a food coma so intense we nearly proposed to the chef. Anthony’s isn’t just a restaurant—it’s a portal to a better reality where pizza and wings reign supreme, and Lily’s running the show like a culinary rockstar. We’re already plotting our return, possibly with sleeping bags to camp out for more. Tampa, if you’re not sprinting to this place, you’re living life wrong. GO NOW....