Two cousins pizza Columbia Avenue Lancaster — Restaurant in Manor Township

A Crime Against Italian Food, Taste Buds, and Common Sense

Let me start by saying this as an Italian: Two Cousins on Columbia Ave is a disgrace to the culture, the cuisine, and frankly, to the concept of food itself.

This isn’t “Two Cousins Pizza”—this is Two Cousins Catastrophe.

I’ve never had to season Italian food with this much desperation in my life. My best friends and I ordered pasta and ended up with what I can only describe as wet noodles with trust issues. No flavor, no salt, no soul. I had to throw the whole thing out OR completely re-cook it myself. If I wanted to cook, I wouldn't have ordered out!

Then I made the mistake of ordering their mac & cheese. Look, I’m lactose intolerant, and normally that would send me straight to regret-ville. Not this time. NOTHING HAPPENED. I didn't even get diarrhea. You know why? BECAUSE THERE WASN'T ANY REAL CHEESE. I’ve had more dairy in oat milk.

And the cheesecake? Don’t even get me started. I opened the takeout container and had to do a double-take.

It literally looked like someone ate it, threw it up, and said, “Yeah, let’s send that out.”

It was liquefied, lumpy, and weeping sadness. I've seen yogurt with more structure. That dessert looked like it survived a car crash and gave up halfway through the recovery.

How are y’all gonna call this Italian food?

This is the kind of place Gordon Ramsay would walk into, flip a table, and just walk out without even yelling—because there’s nothing left to save.

Put this place on Hell’s Kitchen and it would still get evicted mid-episode. Even the dramatic makeover montage would throw in the towel.

Honestly, everything I ordered was either cold, flavorless, soggy, or borderline offensive. They are out here smearing marinara sauce on disappointment and calling it authentic Italian food.

I wouldn't feed this food to my enemies. Actually, scratch that—I would, because they’d never recover.

If you're thinking of eating here, go lick a cardboard box instead—it’ll taste the same and be less insulting to your culture. This place is a culinary haunted house.

Frauds....

Okay well I have a family of 5 and we order at least once a week from this location or the one on king. Never have we had a messed up order from king street but they was closed so we decided to stay with two cousins and order from this location. We ordered our normal two ex large pizza’s.. when they arrived they were cold, like outside cold. I called and told the manager what happened, and he explained that the delivery driver has a lot of deliveries and they have no hot boxes for the pizza.. I explained how we order from two cousins a lot and he said he would give me a free pizza next time I ordered. He told me I could use the free ticket at any two cousins. Long story short I called two cousins on king street and the owner told me to forget the ticket and he gave me my two large pizza’s for free w/delivery.. that is how you’re suppose to handle business.. thankyou Columbia ave two cousins because we will not order from you again.. king...

One of the worst dinning experiences. We got off to go to Dennys, but it was closed, so we thought we would try this restaurant. My husband wanted coffee for the long drive home - they couldn't get their coffee machine to work. I ordered ice tea - it had no flavor and barely any color - apparently that wasn't working either. Our grandaughter ordered spaghetti noodles with butter. How can you mess that up?? It had a really weird taste like they used a dirty pot or something. She refused to eat it and I don't blame her. Our grandson got a slice of pizza with chicken. The chicken was spicy and the pizza was like a piece of cardboard - he couldn't eat it. My steak and shrimp wrap had a good taste but it never should have been in a wrap. The wrap was soggy and falling apart. I had to eat it with a knife and fork. All in all, one of our worst dining experiences and we still had to pay...