Mama's Pizza Italian Restaurant — Restaurant in Tarboro

I Brought a party of 6, we were seated, my nephew had gone to the restroom and when he come out he came to the table and said he was asked to leave by our server because the sleeves on his shirt was not long enough ( he was not wear a tank top or wife beater, it was a normal shirt with shorter sleeves) but sitting at the table was one of our female guest wearing a tank top. I asked why the double standard? The server replied she had asked the owner that very question when she stated working there a year ago and it was never explained to her why. I asked if the owner was in because i wanted an explanation of the double standard but conveniently he was not there and afterwards the staff made no attempt to wait on us so we all ended up leaving. I do not reccomend this place unless you want to...

Decided to take my husband to one of his restaurants for his b-day. Since the RM location has closed went to Tarboro. After sitting down as the sign stated we waited for over 25 mins before waitress came to the table. Waited at least 40 mins for our food. Once it arrives the the pizza steak sub arrives with have the bread on each half was empty. We called the waitress over & brings this to her attention. She takes it to the kitchen & comes back & says that's the way it comes. I got the meatball sub & the sauce has definitely changed. Unfortunately with my meal as well two small meatballs on each side of a 12 inch sub. Hate to see that here is another great restaurant that has bit the dust!!!! Stay home & eat a can of chef boyrdee. It will be a better experience all the way around &...

!!Excerpt entitled: S.O.S MAMAS PIZZA!! When I first walked Into the once mesmerizing establishment there was a kid laying down sleeping with her feet hanging out the booth, on an ipad, rolling her eyes being rude to all she encountered. Unfortunately this was out cashier , I knew I was in trouble. I started to call the police because it seemed all the Italians had been run out and the staff had been replaced with italian imposters from Kentucky. my favorite, the meatball sub was dry and the once juicy melt in your mouth meatballs were so small I almost cried marinara tears while saying in itialian Dio ci aiuti I paid my money and I high tailed it out of there as the young unenthusiastic cashier who took frequent vertical rest breaks looked at me in disgust....s.o.s...