This Canadian had her first taste of Chicago deep-dish pizza here.. and I don’t even know where to begin with this experience.
There were four of us and two of us were sharing one pizza. We got a medium because we figured with us sharing, a small wouldn’t cut it. We were very wrong. We could have gotten a small and still had some to take home. This is definitely not a complaint, more of a shocked observation.
First of all, the other 2 people in our party ordered pasta and a gluten free pizza respectively. Those both got rave reviews (the pasta order was for an Italian, so that’s saying something).
When our pizza came, I couldn’t help but laugh at the sheer size of it. How do you even serve or eat this?! Our (extremely handsome, if I may add) waiter offered to serve us our first slice as I told him this was our first time trying it and I had to get a pic of the craziness that I was about, or more accurately, attempt, to eat.
Holy hell was that pizza delicious. I 100% could, or should, have stopped at one slice, but it was so good I had to attempt a second. I failed. I could not finish it. But not for lack of trying.
We had pizza for three days. Between two of us. A medium pizza. THREE DAYS! And it was still good at day three. Amazing.
The restaurant was packed. Between the good food, quick service, and the very nice looking staff, I’m not surprised by this. I would definitely go out of my way to eat here again if I ever find myself in Chicago and need food for 3 days.