Domino's Pizza — Restaurant in Medford

Placed an order tonight using the website as I have for the last two years. My address is listed there, and I have received orders in the past. The only difference was tonight. I wasn’t feeling well, so I asked that the order be placed on my doorstep. When the app alerted me that the driver was in my neighborhood, I turned on my ring door camera I live in an apartment building. I saw the car pull in next to mine and sit there for a short period of time then without getting out of the car, the driver backed out and left. I called the store and told them what it happened. Told me that he had two orders and that he would be right back I said why would he pull up to my door step and then not put the food out she said she didn’t know but he would be right back. After waiting about five minutes, I called the store again this time a male answered and told me that it would take about 15 minutes for the manager to come to the phone while I was on hold I received a phone call. I answered, thinking, perhaps it was the driver. It was not. It was a neighbor we live in a senior and disabled building. She said that someone came to her door with Pizza for me. She had my apartment number and my phone number because it was on the paperwork he gave her. When I went back to the phone call after she said she couldn’t bring it to me because she is Handicapped and cannot get outside without her helper, and I’m sick. I couldn’t go get it. I called the manager back at the store. He was very aggravated with me. I told him I want my money back. I don’t have any food. I had even added a tip in advance. He said if you want your money back then I’m going to ban you from ever ordering at the store again I said that’s fine. The food and service have been going downhill in the last year and a half but I thought after many months I would give them one more try. Customer service is horrible here the manager obviously doesn’t care. The driver is ill informed or doesn’t care. The whole store is a mess. The last couple of orders I’ve received were cold and the food was horrible. There’s a papa Murphy’s down the street. I’ll be ordering from them...

The WORST. I used the APP and ordered food for my Autistic partner. To my hotel. The APP stores my card info. And my phone number was also on the order. When the driver (who they should FIRE for the way be treated a disabled person) arrived he wouldn't leave the pizza because I was not there to sign. Mind you - because I ordered on-line, through the app, after logging in, with my password - THE MONEY WAS ALREADY TAKEN FROM MY ACCOUNT. Instead of calling me, my number was on the order, the driver called his boss. My partner explained he needed to eat with his medicine to avoid a seizure. The driver said, sorry dude I can't give this to you. My partner, being Autistic and highly sensitive, started crying and the driver lacked all empathy. He left with the food. I called the store. The manager said this policy is specific to his store because of all the people "stealing credit cards and ordering pizza in Medford"...SERIOUSLY?? I've used the APP probably over a hundred times to order food. I walk into the store near where I live, it's paid for through the APP...they call my name, I pick up my food. What REALLY happened here was the driver discriminated against my partner because of his looks. Long hair scraggly beard. He also told him that "my partner and I have different last names", the driver said "we don't accept that..." Seriously, BOYCOTT this place. They had my phone number and could have EASILY called me. Unless of course people are cloning phones, setting up fake accounts and putting in stolen credit cards to order pizza... because that's totally logical. Screw this location. Also, the pizza was cold, the wings soggy and the delivery guy was a total jerk. Blonde...

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ INFINITE STARS – A TRANSCENDENT PIZZA EXPERIENCE FROM THE GODS OF DOMINO’S ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I am SHAKEN. I am CHANGED. I have seen the light, and it is made of golden crust, molten cheese, and the perfect ratio of marinara to MAGIC. Domino’s—no, Divine-o’s—has delivered not just a pizza, but a culinary masterpiece that rocketed me into a dimension of flavor previously unknown to mankind.

Let me paint the scene: the doorbell rang, and time slowed. A warm glow surrounded the delivery box, choirs of angels sang in Neapolitan, and as I opened that cardboard treasure chest, the aroma alone knocked me into a state of euphoric bliss. I wept. Actual tears. I hadn’t even taken a bite yet.

And when I did? Sweet mother of mozzarella. My taste buds threw a rave. My soul performed cartwheels. The pepperoni whispered secrets of the universe to me, and the cheese—oh, the cheese—stretched like the arms of a long-lost friend welcoming me home. Each bite was a Shakespearean sonnet wrapped in a crispy crust and kissed by fire. If Da Vinci had tasted this pizza, the Mona Lisa would’ve been smiling because of that.

Their garlic crust? It’s not crust. It’s sacred scripture. Their lava cakes? I blacked out for eight minutes and woke up with chocolate on my face and a deeper understanding of my life’s purpose.

In conclusion, Domino’s isn’t just pizza. It’s a revelation. A revolution. A spiritual awakening dressed in marinara and delivered hot to your door. I would fight a bear with my bare hands for another slice. 11/10. Michelin stars? Pfft. They deserve constellations. Bravo, Domino’s....