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| - Eating pizza here borderlines having a religious experience.
Ate here with my brother who consumes pizza like its his job. Vincent's had been on our radar for weeks and, upon pulling into the parking lot, I understood why. The place has this old route 66 roadhouse vibe, complete with crappy neon. But don't, dear friends, judge that proverbial book by its cover because the true magic awaited us inside.
We were seated right away by a super friendly, young waitress. Big, clunky picnic table style seating, with a HUGE bottle of franks red hot on the table!!!! YES. We ordered out pies, 2 total: one with all of the meats (too many to remember) and another with onions, peppers and mushrooms. Both a size small.
This pizza is more like a sculptural work of art, with a taste to match. The crust was light and crisp with a nice sweetness. Tangy perfect sauce and huge chunks of veggies just strewn about, like someone hand- ripped the green pepper and scattered it about. I love, love me some rustic throw-down pizza and I think that Vincent's just may be the best example of this I have ever seen, with a taste to match!
Don't expect to get up and run the 5k after this one though. There are greasy gobs of cheese for miles here. You may fall asleep at the wheel on your way home so I suggest pairing this fantastic meal with a large fountain drink.
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