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| - Mama Santa's seems to be getting by based on whatever they did 100 years ago. For me, that's not enough.
The service really is as atrocious as everyone says. Maybe that has a charm to some people, but not me. The décor is dark, drab and ancient. I'll give them that, too. Some people want their pizzerias like a cave. The tablecloths? Yeah, that tacky plastic. Buncha whiny kids? Yep, two feet away from you because everything's packed in so tight you wish you could scream like those kids.
But the food? Surely this is what saves Santa's, right? No. It's bland, it's uninspired. I had a salad that was shredded lettuce. The pizza dough was all right, but not great. The toppings really sunk the pizza; it seemed as if they came from the "everything a dollar" rack at some discount grocer.
Basically, pizza requires care to be good. It requires love. I'm sure that Santa and crew loved pizza when they were alive. These days, it's better to look elsewhere.
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