Oh man. So I just moved from Chicago. Please do not think that makes me a pizza snob. I am a champ of impulsive pizza by the slice decisions. That said.
Fuuuuck this place. 4 bucks for 2 slices of cheese and a drink sounded good to me, so I wandered in. I was charged 50 cents extra to add sausage. Thats a sweet deal. i thought we were off to a good start. The flour covered acne ridden juggalo behind the counter grabbed 2 slices of cheese from a rack (yes the pizza was just sitting on a rack with a pan covering it.) He put a few pieces of sausage on it and put it back in the oven. He handed it to me in a styrofoam container and i took it home.
Famished, I tore open the package. The pizza was white. the turd like sausage pieces were just sitting on top of this dry, old piece of pizza. I took a bite and immediately put both slices in the garbage. There was no sauce to be found. No spices. This is desert pizza.