Walking the streets of San Francisco, I happened upon this pizza shop in an out-of-the-way corner. I was hungry and decided to enter. It did not have the appearance of a standard pizza shop, but hey, there was a picture of a slice of pizza on the sign outside so it had to be good, right! I ordered a slice of cheese pizza with sausage and pepperoni.
This is what I got. I will say, it mostly resembled a slice of pizza, it certainly was triangular, and flat. But I was looking for taste. And,… well,… it wasn’t awful. It was warm, which was a plus, the crust wasn’t stale, the sauce from a jar, the cheese from a bag, but all in all, it wasn’t awful. The price, $3 dollars, which, in San Francisco and being hungry, wasn’t awful.
To sum up. It wasn’t awful.
LURKING ON THE GRASSY KNOLL