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| - Where to begin...? Perhaps the sad customer service when I called about the problem with the delivery order? The food itself? Maybe the delivery guy who 3x started putting the food on the ground even after I said "NO!!! The exterminator sprayed right THERE today with strong poison!!!" ? But I'll start with the food. I ordered a calzone. Literally did not know it was possible for anyone, anywhere to make such a completely abhorrent calzone. Angelina's may have deep-fried it---I'm not kidding. Deep-fried. A calzone! If not, somehow it got literally **slathered** in grease. And on top of that? Covered with Salt salt salt and....more salt---with maybe some pamesan cheese? So nauseatingly salty and oily I had to take a dishtowel and blot the calzone--attempting to brush the substance off the top of it. This next thing---you're not even going to believe it----jawdropping. I'd ordered ground beef and zucchini. The ground beef tasted like.....yup....salt. Harvested from, like, 1/4 of 1 mooshed up school cafeteria hamburger. That's not the bad part. The ZUCCHINI was FRIED!!! Yes, inside the calzone. Big monking hunks of dripping foul-tasting greasy globs of fried batter---at first I thought they shoved home fries into my calzone! These blobs of 3/4 greasy batter and 1/4 tiny specs of zucchini! I tried to remove them and the cheese stuck to the batter, so when the grotesque grease/batter lumps were pulled out, the cheese came out too. I was starving---and it was supposed to be a treat to order out. Threw half of it away. My stomach is upset now. It also seems like the was MSG in the food--I'm allergic and having symptoms----MSG is a calzone?!!! The only thing I can figure is they made this monstrosity in honor of Halloween (ha ha)....1 Star from good tiramsu.
ps - I called the restaurant to talk to the manager prior to writing a Yelp review. The woman answering the phone was so concerned with her own ability to find my exact order, and inability to do so, asking question after question, she would not even allow me to explain to her what was wrong. Impatient: "maaayum, I am TRYIN' a find yor ORDARR!" Nor would she connect me to the manager. Her preoccupation with her process was far more important than talking to a human being/customer. After sitting with her while she flailed and scolded me for trying simply to say generally what I was calling for--I did something I never do: I hung up. I did call back and ask what was up with finding gobs of fried dough in the calzone and the manager indicated they do NOT put zucchini in the calzones----they put their FROZEN FRIED ZUCCHINI appetizer in it. Absolutely disgusting.
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