Pizza, as pizza is supposed to be: convenient and cheap and full of flavour and made with the right stuff.
This is the pizza of my youth; from the days when Toronto was filled with Italian immigrants, and there were small family-run Italian restaurants all over - before they all became real estate tycoons and moved to Vaughan and Concord.
...yes, I am getting gawddamned old.
This pizza should be a revelation to you young'uns brought up in a world of Pizza Pizza and Dominos. Crusts that taste like an Italian bread you'd be happy to eat on its own - not the rubbery thick dough of the aforementioned chains, nor the cracker-crusts of the trendy wood-oven joints, but a perfect platform for generous toppings. Covered with cheese that has flavor, and is neither gooey nor elastic. And tomato sauce that tastes like tomatoes.
Is everybody starting to get it?
This is one of the last old-school pizzas in town - right down to their pricing: a large 4-item delivered for $15.
I'd been paying almost twice that from King Slice. And King Slice is good, and they know it - but Cici's is better.