The Pizza Shop Of Etters — Restaurant in Newberry Township

I tried to give them some feedback on their Facebook and they took the comment down, and blocked me from further commenting, I felt I was polite and constructive about my issue, and they still took it down so I'll put it here, where I WILL RECOMMEND AGAINST ORDERING THE FACEBOOK SPECIALS. OR FROM PIZZA SHOP OF ETTERS AT ALL. If you don't you'll probably be happy with them, we always were, its when we did that sparked my comment and recommendation. Not to mention the way they handled the criticism.

My issue pertains to the way they do specials on Facebook and how you must mention it when ordering. When you do order it as a Facebook special the food received was questionable, not only do you receive unnecessary attitude with the mention, they skimp on the ingredients.

My wife ordered a buffalo chicken salad and got 3 fried chicken fingers on a bed of iceberg lettuce, no sauce or anything else. Another time we ordered a Taco Pizza and they gave us 2 tiny cups of sour cream not enough for a qtr of the pizza(if youre familiar with this pizza from them it's got a swirl of sour cream on top). The 2 subs deal sounds great until it arrives with brown slimy lettuce. and finally pizzas with little to no sauce.

As you can see by the frequency of these occurrences we ordered from there quite a bit, not only the specials but just regular ol ordering. What we wanted, when it wasn't on special. Must've had that taco pizza 2 dozen times and the stromboli a good dozen or so which ways always my favorite. Which gives plenty of experience to compare the differences from when you order them as a special or not...all of this left a bad taste in my mouth so we not be returning or ordering again.

Its a daily special you shouldn't have to mention it to get the discount on the food, unfortunately what you order as a special doesn't usually come as it should, and its a shame because the food not on special was always...

The food we’ve gotten here has always been very good and tonight we decided to order something new to try and were excited to do so. However, that didn’t happen.

A couple months ago we ordered ahead and waited in store for quite some time. Eventually a gentleman asked to check me out while I was waiting and compensated me for my long wait (which meant a lot in regards to customer service).

Tonight we tried ordering delivery (we haven’t ever had delivery previously - always picked up), but that was a mistake. My girlfriend ordered and was given a total but no timeframe.

We sat in the house, waiting and waiting - staring out the window for a delivery vehicle. Over an hour later I had had enough and decided to call and find out if something was wrong. The person on the phone asked for the address to confirm which order and stated ‘it’s going out the door now’. Seriously?? Over an hour and now that I call it’s just ‘going out the door’?! Someone should’ve given us a time or called to say that things were so pathetically slow. I explained that our kids (as well as us) were still waiting to eat dinner and expected to hear something offered to try to make up for another horrible experience. Nothing was mentioned/offered other than ‘I apologize but we’re busy’. Well our lives our busy too, hence why today we decided to order out and relax at home. We ended up asking them to cancel the order and refund our card as we didn’t want to wait another 20-30 minutes to feed our family. We decided to spend our money elsewhere and were ordered/served very promptly.

We previously had ordered from this establishment frequently but it may be a very long time (if ever) before we do again. 🤷🏼‍♂️

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Best pizza in the area - let me tell you my story.

So I walked into Etters pizzeria a mere mortal. I walked out reborn.

The moment the pizza hit the table, angels wept. The mozzarella glistened like freshly fallen snow atop a golden, blister-kissed crust that whispered promises of transcendence. And the aroma—dear God, the aroma! It didn’t just waft. It descended, like a holy spirit, swirling into my nostrils and unlocking memories of past lives in Naples I never knew I had.

One bite and I was gone. Not metaphorically—my soul actually left my body and did three laps around the moon before crash-landing back into my chair, trembling. The sauce? A rich, tangy symphony composed by a tomato maestro. The pepperoni curled into little chalices of joy, each one crisped to perfection and cradling tiny pools of sizzling oil—tears of happiness, surely.

If you told me this pizza could solve world peace, I’d believe you. If you told me it cured your bad back, I’d ask for proof, then ask for another slice.

In conclusion: 6 out of 5 stars. I would fight a bear for another bite. I would write sonnets to the crust. I would legally change my last name to “Deep Dish” if it meant one more taste.

Mike D...