This place has somehow achieved cult status in Phoenix, but I just don't see the draw. I like a fired crust, but the crust here was so blackened it was like eating burnt toast. Not good. The fennel sausage tasted like, well fennel, and not much else. It's like they said "hey, let's take the worst flavor in sausage and make it the star!" So the food is certainly overrated, but there are other problems here as well. Namely, parking. They have one tiny lot that depending on when you go may or may not be valet only. Since there was no other option, we used the valet. Three dollars to watch him park our car literally fifteen feet from where we stopped. Bizzare. And then there are your fellow diners. Lots of Ed Hardy wearing dudebros when we were there. Not really our scene. I don't think we will be back here considering there are so many better pizza joints in the valley.