Not the best pizza in the world, nor the worst. Definitely something that I will not remember unless I come back and read this post and go, oh, I ordered pizza that night.
I really came here because I heard that they served poutine, which I first had eaten whilst in Canada on one of my many Detroit Adventures.
Poutine was good, no complaints, but again, much like the pizza, kind of forgettable. After this week is over, the chances I even remember the name of this place is slim to none. They were not good enough to remember and they were not bad enough to stand out.