That about said it all. And I've never had one to measure up.
I think there's some sort of crack or addictive properties in the dough... because I crave this pizza.
Like need it.
For my mental health.
Other pizzas are (apparently) good (not because I've personally tried them but because other people order them, for some reason). But the white pizza is the pizza for me. For life. Its my penguin. I'll never leave it. And I'll incubate its babies as long as I need to. Yes, I'm aware that that's the "male" partner's job and I'm not, but just look at what I'm trying to say, here!! Its the bomb. The end.
Oh the gorgonzola salad is also something to get. YUM!
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