Streets of New York — Restaurant in Phoenix

Ordered takeout from this spot around my sister's house and honestly, it was good! The flavors were solid, the sauce and toppings came together nicely, and it definitely hit the spot. I mean, nothing beats NY pizza like back home (you know the deal), but this works.

My only real gripe is the dough....it’s a bit stiff and chewy, kinda like cardboard. For me, the perfect crust has that crunch on the outside but still bends when you fold it. That classic New York fold is sacred, and this one was more of a jaw workout than a nostalgic bite. Maybe I’m just being a NY pizza snob, but I’m still out here searching for that slice that takes me back home to Brooklyn.

I threw on some oregano, garlic, and chili flakes (as you’ll see in my pic), and that definitely gave it a nice kick. So while calling it “NY style” might be pushing it a bit, it’s still a decent pie and with a little love for the dough, it could be great.

Now, let's talk about the calzone which earned 5 stars from me. I wasn't planning on leaving a review, but one bite in and I was doing a happy dance. It was scrumptious, perfectly balanced with just the right amount of everything. The flavors and textures were so on point that I immediately grabbed my phone to snap a pic of what was left (apologies if it doesn't look as appealing; I couldn't wait). This calzone was the unexpected star of the meal, and I’d order it again in...

This used to be my go-to pizza place. Pizza is amazing. I have decided not to visit this location anymore after today, even though it's 3 minutes from my home. Called in a pizza today for pickup, they took the order and asked for my name and phone number. When I arrive they say they have no orders matching my name or number and just say "No, sir. Sorry" not sorry for the inconvenience and not offering to put in an express order. Last time I went to this location, the same girl at the counter asked me if I needed my change back when I paid cash.. It was 95 cents, almost a dollar that she asked if I needed. Today isnt the first time they said they didnt have an order for me, and its happening more and more. This new crew that has been there the past 2 months are not making me feel like a valued customer. There used to be a young guy, slim, short black hair with tattoos on his arms that I would see all the time and he had that place running smoothly. Havent seen him since the new crew has been hired in. I tried to overlook my past few visits as a fluke experience, but it is now every visit. I will not be ordering here anymore. Hopefully management sees this and can flip this around for the future and sake of...

From the microwave to your plate eventually, this is just like the food alcoholic Bob prepared in the field kitchen during the Crimean war served on a dirty table with knives and forks that contain riddles about what is stuck on them and how does a butter knife not get clean. Bland insufficiently microwaved stuff called food. Pasta with margarine and garlic powder substitute. A Calzone that makes a hot pocket a gourmet item. Not one but two different lipstick prints on both our warm iced teas that were 90 percent ice, 10 percent tap water and mix. Our waitress had just given up and flowed through her tasks empty as if somewhere far away or working a side hustle testing anti depressants for a Malaysian pharmaceutical. You don't eat here you get taught a lesson about what to avoid, and a great worst ever story. The look of disbelief and anger on the faces of those at the other tables is amusing at first, but then one guy hurled an order of chicken wings into the ceiling fan while screaming the word ice and swearing before storming out, as the two waitresses continued to shuffle around refusing to acknowledge that anything had happened, and that was...