Eh, IVP ain't no MVP, that's fer sure. Damn, was the pizza was pitifully tough, its sauce barely noticeable, its cheese redeeming it somewhat.
The meatball sandwich was a Maid-Rite gone wrong, which should tell you something about the quality of the meatballs themselves. Somebody just smashed 'em up in that sopping, sobbing bun made even more terrible by a creepin' terrah of a marinara.
The delivery was on time, though.
What garbage I subject myself to for Yelp.