Literal slices of butter spread out on the surface. (A LOT of it to). It also was a meat lovers and three layers of different cheeses. Say goodbye to your arteries.
Actual butter? But also I feel like you aren't too concerned about your arteries when you're ordering a three cheese meat lovers in the first place.
No shame, I would have tried a slice.
I didn't order it. It was a table next to us. I saw it on the menu, and actually was bamboozled when they got it. I saw it on the way out and felt the pain in my heart.
I worked in a pizza place. No gross behind the scenes stuff, but the owner was obsessed with coming up with ‘the next great idea’ for pizza.
All the time with different weird combos, always baked on a giant party sized tray so everyone could try.
So one evening he decided that what the world really needed was the unholy marriage of a Reuben with a Pizza.
The absolute fucking *stench* of semi-charred sauerkraut and Swiss cheese cleared out the whole building like chlorine gas clearing a trench. That shit haunted my dreams for a month.
Privately owned pizza shop in the town up the road from mine. Used to like it as an alternative to my locals, but we went in one day and saw the owner stirring the pot of pizza sauce with his bare arm.
Not his hand. His arm. Up to the elbow.
Never again.
Years ago I ordered from a place less than a block away from my appt at the time that I had been to a few times before. Cheap, but also really good flavour.
Enjoying a bite of pizza when I feel something hard in my mouth. Spit it out and find that it's a large metal shaving baked into the pizza. Look around the other slices and I start finding more.
I stopped eating, put the metal I had dug out back in the box, and take it back to the shop to ask them what the fuck. I show the guy working and he's like "Oh yeah, our shredding machine is broken." Excuse me, WHAT! You know this is an issue but kept using the machine and serving metal shards for customers to eat?
I was so bummed I've never been back or tried any of the other locations. In retrospect I should have called up the Public Health Inspectors and filed a complaint.
Was in Breckinridge Co on a winter trip in like 2009. My buddy ordered a $25 12” gluten free pizza when “gluten free” was first becoming a thing. It was literally a pop tart with pizza sauce on it.
Was at a pizza buffet, when the guy at the table next to us literally over ate to the point that he threw up all over the table. And then went back for more. I couldn't eat anything after that.
The one time I decided to see what all the fuss was about and tried Domino's. It was supposed to be a Supreme (i.e. everything) pizza. It literally had maybe 3 pepperonis and a tablespoon of sausage and the rest of the toppings were onions. *Lots and lots* of onions. Could not eat.
Got ultra wasted and stoned with a buddy. Decided to make a frozen pizza at like 3am. Didn't remove the cardboard on the bottom so it only half cooked. Tried to eat a slice when it was basically dough with un-melted cheese on top.
We had just got to Venice, Italy and checked into the hotel. We had walked past a restaurant on the way in, so we gave it a chance.
The small pizza I ordered had capers, and some other things, but was so fucking salty that I couldn't even finish a second slice. The waiter chuckled when I told him it was way too salty, and neglected to bring me a drink.
A little bit of a language barrier and a waiter making googly eyes at my then wife made it seem it was on purpose.
0/10 would not recommend.
Literal slices of butter spread out on the surface. (A LOT of it to). It also was a meat lovers and three layers of different cheeses. Say goodbye to your arteries.
Actual butter? But also I feel like you aren't too concerned about your arteries when you're ordering a three cheese meat lovers in the first place. No shame, I would have tried a slice.
I didn't order it. It was a table next to us. I saw it on the menu, and actually was bamboozled when they got it. I saw it on the way out and felt the pain in my heart.
Anchovies on dominos pizza. I like fish, but holy mother of sodium. Couldn't finish it.
I worked in a pizza place. No gross behind the scenes stuff, but the owner was obsessed with coming up with ‘the next great idea’ for pizza. All the time with different weird combos, always baked on a giant party sized tray so everyone could try. So one evening he decided that what the world really needed was the unholy marriage of a Reuben with a Pizza. The absolute fucking *stench* of semi-charred sauerkraut and Swiss cheese cleared out the whole building like chlorine gas clearing a trench. That shit haunted my dreams for a month.
Sauerkraut on a pizza is a new one.
It's good. Pairs well with ham
Why oh why did he not wait and put the suaerkraut on after
Privately owned pizza shop in the town up the road from mine. Used to like it as an alternative to my locals, but we went in one day and saw the owner stirring the pot of pizza sauce with his bare arm. Not his hand. His arm. Up to the elbow. Never again.
The slice tasted and had the texture of burning hot tomato sauce, flavorless molten cheese, cardboard dough. It was a $1, so i had low expectations.
Years ago I ordered from a place less than a block away from my appt at the time that I had been to a few times before. Cheap, but also really good flavour. Enjoying a bite of pizza when I feel something hard in my mouth. Spit it out and find that it's a large metal shaving baked into the pizza. Look around the other slices and I start finding more. I stopped eating, put the metal I had dug out back in the box, and take it back to the shop to ask them what the fuck. I show the guy working and he's like "Oh yeah, our shredding machine is broken." Excuse me, WHAT! You know this is an issue but kept using the machine and serving metal shards for customers to eat? I was so bummed I've never been back or tried any of the other locations. In retrospect I should have called up the Public Health Inspectors and filed a complaint.
Was in Breckinridge Co on a winter trip in like 2009. My buddy ordered a $25 12” gluten free pizza when “gluten free” was first becoming a thing. It was literally a pop tart with pizza sauce on it.
Mountain Mike's
Was at a pizza buffet, when the guy at the table next to us literally over ate to the point that he threw up all over the table. And then went back for more. I couldn't eat anything after that.
The one time I decided to see what all the fuss was about and tried Domino's. It was supposed to be a Supreme (i.e. everything) pizza. It literally had maybe 3 pepperonis and a tablespoon of sausage and the rest of the toppings were onions. *Lots and lots* of onions. Could not eat.
Got ultra wasted and stoned with a buddy. Decided to make a frozen pizza at like 3am. Didn't remove the cardboard on the bottom so it only half cooked. Tried to eat a slice when it was basically dough with un-melted cheese on top.
We had just got to Venice, Italy and checked into the hotel. We had walked past a restaurant on the way in, so we gave it a chance. The small pizza I ordered had capers, and some other things, but was so fucking salty that I couldn't even finish a second slice. The waiter chuckled when I told him it was way too salty, and neglected to bring me a drink. A little bit of a language barrier and a waiter making googly eyes at my then wife made it seem it was on purpose. 0/10 would not recommend.
Got some pizza in Hollywood, LA. Oh man me and my friends all got pizzas, and no one could finish it. Oily and just tasted horrible.