In a perfect world, when a lady orders a pizza, she could always expect 12 inches of pure warm scrumptiousness, obtained through the brilliant combination of these two elements: fresh, high-quality & tasty ingredients, & a divine crust, neither too thin nor too thick, smooth, elastic, yet slightly crispy, with a subtly salty taste that enhances the topping. A pizza like those at Bottega (I bet they're sent each morning directly from Heaven), or Prato, even.
Unfortunately, this world is not quite perfect, & the pizzas at Pizzédélic are not remotely close to that. It wasn't so much the cheesy "trendy" square shape, or the overall bland taste, but rather the CRUST; so thin & crumbly & dry, it felt like I was eating chips. For 15,95$ (20 with taxes & tip), I admit I was really disappointed.
I will not say much about the decor (frankly average), or the service (a trashy, hurried for no reason, middle-aged woman), or the prices (definitely too high for what you get); I just suggest you avoid the place.