Whenever I visit my Aunt, she seems to order from this place. Why? I have no idea. I'll ignore the fact that the place is in East Cleveland, the most dangerous little suburb in the world.
The pizza is just weird. I mean, it's not inedible or significantly handicapped. It's just strange. It looked kind of like the play pizza little kids play with. It looked perfect on the outside. The sauce is sweet, like, really sweet. Sweeter than BBQ sauce. Like, if I ate enough of the sauce I would be diabetic. The cheese was thin and flavorless. I have reservations about the quality of the meats and vegetables used as toppings.
I mean, I wouldn't refuse a piece of pizza from here, I just wouldn't spend my own money here.