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| - Did the clouds part spewing forth beams of light accompanied by angelic voices? No. Did it change my outlook on life and cause me to once again believe in the inherent goodness of mankind? Not even close. Was it good pizza? Yup. They've got 9 locations so they must be doing something right. This was a take-out order so my experience with the actual restaurant was brief (it seemed tiny, though). I'll keep focused on the chow.
I've had a lot of pizza from a lot of different pizza joints so I'd consider myself very well-versed in the subject. I know what I like - thick, doughy crust with a crispy crunch and just enough burnt cheese; slightly sweet sauce spiced with the usual Italian herbs, and the basic toppings. I'm a bit of a pizza purist and I'll make no apologies. This night it was to be the Sicilian square pizza, pepperoni, mushroom, banana peppers. Nothing else. The accompaniments? The garden salad and some fried dough bites.
The pizza was tasty, there's no arguing it. The six square pieces were covered evenly with the toppings and a nice caramelized surfaced greeted us upon opening. Fresh toppings? Nope. These are definitely of the jarred variety. Not a slam, just an observation. I grew up on canned mushrooms so I personally don't mind them. The crust was just what I was looking for. It was thick, buttery, with a crunchy outside and chewy, glutenous interior.
The salad was just what you'd expect from a pizza joint. iceberg lettuce, red onion, a few cherry tomatoes,tons of buttery croutons and a few slices of cuke. Straight outta the pizza joint salad playbook. The serving container, built more for a sub sandwich than a salad, was annoying. Minor, yes, but still.
The fried dough bites were just that, little bites of pizza dough fried and coated in sugar and cinnamon. Reminded me a bit of the elephant ears you get a the fair. Nothing special and probably not worth the calories but the wife placed the order and these came along for the ride.
I think that most of the five-star reviews of this place seem to be tied to some deep-rooted, childhood memories. The kind of memories that always seems to elevate even the most mundane to almost mythic levels. I've got plenty of them, too. Objectively, Antonio's has a well-made pizza. This was the first time I've had it and I thought it was good just not great. I might get it again sometime but given how many pizza places I've yet to try it might be awhile.
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