I didn't know what to expect coming to a pizza place that has gotten rave reviews from people in Arizona. I didn't know what would come of a chain pizza restaurant. Was it going to satisfy my East Coast palette? Or was I going to be left to wallow in an endless craving for the perfect slice, set off once again by sub-par sauce, thick and chewy crusts, and a goop of who- knows- what- kind- of- over- processed- cheese beginning to line my arteries.
This is a different kind of pizza. This is not the "peasant pizza" I am used to liking. This is also not the gourmet type you would find at Pizza Picasso. This is a kind of hybrid brand.
Unlike the Prius I rented on my most recent trip to New York, I liked it.
The sauce was tangy and ubiquitous. The cheese was light and tasty. Most of all the crust impressed me with its slightly sweet taste, perfectly complimenting the sauce and cheese combination.
I also ordered a bowl of the soup of the day, which was tomato. Tasty.
I'll be back, but not when I'm craving a NY slice. When I'm feeling a little fancy, I'll be back at Sauce.