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One of six of this
chain of Chicago style pizza joints in Manhattan, this one is particularly
depressing and bizarre. With its storefront right on 86th Street,
you'd figure it would be a neighborhood favorite with families and
frat boys alike, but most who peer through the front window squint
with confusion over the group of zombie waiters and lifeless diners
who inhabit the cave-like interior. The place feels like it was originally
built as a grain silo or something, and really doesn't do anything
to either enhance or satisfy your appetite. It feels as though there
is still the remnants of a barn lingering about the place. It may
be what we think was sawdust on the floor (one theory is that the
strangely unprofessional staff hasn't swept in about 4 years), or
it may be the unnecessary 80 foot ceilings. In any case, the butter
drenched pizza is served to you by what appears to be the manager
(as his mostly stoned teenage waitstaff wander around looking confused)
and eaten at one of a bunch of oddly placed tables and booths. Preternaturally
filling, two slices of the small, thick crust pizza ought to do it
for anyone under 200 lbs. This place could host a great haunted house
on Halloween , 'cuz it's a freak show every other day of the year.
[MF]
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