I came to this restaurant when I was a kid. I can still remember the old coin operated cigarette machine near the doorway. Back then the pizza was greasy and cheesy- we used to call it Jack's grease-aria. It's come a long way. Now the pizza rivals what you would get in New York City. Lots of varieties: argula, chicken, Brooklyn-style, white, etc.
The dining room is small and crowded- but the service is quick and friendly. We even managed to bring 6 kids here once- and managed quite well. They loved the pizza.
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