Aside from the miserly offering of ingredients and the cardboard like crust, the pizza maker rifled his hands thru a garbage can (looking for God knows what) before he pulled the miserable excuse for a pizza out (named 'Honolulu) of the oven, sliced it and presented to me. Friends told me this was a higher standard of take away pizza in town. This operation doesn't show any indication of this. The basic fare of Pizza Pizza on the corner of Danforth/Broadview need not fear from any competition from this outfit!