A fellow patron, confronting the tangled knot of waiting customers, said, "I hear the night before Thanksgiving is the 2nd biggest night for pizza all year after only the Super Bowl." You've gotta hope that this is true, because the wait, the parking tussles, and the hassled staff (doing their best, but puhleeze!) could scarcely get worse. On busy nights, do yourself a favor and be sure to have two people picking up...one to wait inside, one to keep the car in motion. We got an assortment of pizzas (plain, onion & artichoke, eggplant, pepperoni): all were fine without being exceptional in any way. Unlike other reviewers, I felt that the young woman behind the counter was doing her level best to keep a million plates spinning at once. The mad crush & mayhem weren't her fault: no one person could possibly have kept pace with the chaos.
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