The pizza was as advertised. We had a "not so wee" Fat Boy pizza and a Royal hoagie. We could've lived without the sandwich. It was some grilled italian sausage and cheese thrown on the bun. The pizza had a perfect combo of crust to cheese to sauce ratio. The garlic flavored crust was done expertly as well. It wasn't so overpowering that it ruined the taste of the pie. It complimented and enhanced the flavor nicely. The joint is small, a lil' smoky, and dimly lit. People that cry about how smoky it is must have lived a pampered life. Either that, or they are from California and don't remember what bars were like before the anti-smoking campaigns. In other words it was a bar, not a smoky bar.