Not my first choice. If you are waiting for a flight in this part of the D concourse and you've got the Puck or Chili's and you just want breakfast. . . well, no wonder I stood in line here.
I don't see breakfast pizza at a ton of places. Breakfast pizza makes me think of Boston, where I first had the experience of pizza dough, beaten egg, and breakfast-y type toppings. It isn't a bad concept. I opted for the sausage breakfast pizza, especially since the other pizzas (pepperoni, four cheese) were $2.00 more and not in my palate at that time of the morning. They do a good job balancing the egg and the cheese here, plus throw on some juicy baby tomato slices to counteract the sausage.
The poor staff at Wolfgang Puck Cafe were absolutely slammed, so props to them for managing the crowds and cranking out the pizza. Still, they could barely keep up with stocking napkins and wiping the tables down was not part of the package.
I doubt that I'd eat here again. . . unless I'm caught between them and that other chain.