"The employees are the biggest wastes of skin I've ever encountered."
-Frank Discussion-
"...the guys that work behind the counter have the hygiene of a crackhead. To top it off, a couple of them were spotted at Dolores park recently, throwing their empty colt45 bottles in the park and then tagging the big green dumpster in the middle of park. I'll never touch another thing that those hands have been on."
-Dan Druff-
"The place is dirty and looks thoroughly unsanitary. Perfect.
The staff is usually on something, often heroin. Perfect.
The pizza is the best in the city.
If you need a slice or a gram, this is the spot."
-Joan Z. Brownstone-
"The best pizza in town, hands down! It's that Jersey Shore style pizza or South Street style. I love it. I miss the days when I used to hump one of the counterboys and I'd get free slices every day. It's worth the $2 though to be rid of him, yech."
-Every Girl Ever-
"The only reason why I'm taking a star away was the emaciated, pasty lad who was making my pizza had Rupunzal-like greasy hair; changed his Def Leppard tape above the refrigerator as he was adding olives onto my pizza; and man handled a pile of dollar bills before serving the slice of cheezy goodness to moi... not to mention the amount of grease slathered on the countertops, which was also peppered with spilt parmesan, dried chilis, and used napkins.
But hot damn... this pizza is phenomenal. Phe-no-me-nal."
-Pepe Roni-
"When you're really craving salty and greasy, they serve it up fast and surly. Kudos to the guys for playing much Deep Purple and Captain Beyond behind the counter. I saw one of them walking his dog in the lower Haight (one of the pizza-maker dudes), and I didn't even think I was cool enough to talk to him."
-Art Schule-
"Super greasy, super thin, super goooood. Again, SF continues to starve for decent pizza (as opposed to the slices of cardboard covered in cheese that most places tend to serve) and Arinell works relentlessly to counter that statement. I appreciate a good pizza (good meaning gross, not gourmet) as well as hot dudes, so Arinell suffices in both departments. Of course I like dudes that look like the botched abortions of meth-addict moms, but hey, we live in a diverse rainbow of pleasures and ideas, so shut the fuck up."
-Anita Richardson-
"For some people, the rude nasty attitudes of the guys who work here might be part of its charm...but it wasn't charming to me. I went there late night on Wednesday, so maybe it's not that way during the day. I was uncomfortable, and I wasn't really sure what was going on...and the guys behind the counter were in no hurry to help me."
"It's tiny, oddly decorated, and they were playing the weirdest music known to man...and SUPER greasy pizza."-Porscha Masengil-
"The night I went there, the secret ingredient was being smoked in back. The cashier was SUPER loaded, moving in ssllooww motion. The guy making the pizzas was cutting whole sausages in half and throwing them on the pizza (each slice was guaranteed a whole sausage). Apparently he'd gone through the weekend supply in 2 pies. And the oven dude was pissed that someone threw mushrooms down the drain in the fountain drink dispenser and couldn't get them out. "Sucking" them out was offered as a suggestion by sausageman. "Heh heh," said the cashier. Until they figured something out, water was the only available beverage."
"The pizza was great (with the second slice free because the cashier moved on to the next customer before I could pay), and the staff more entertaining than animatronic Cheech & Chong puppets at Chuck E. Cheese!"-George C.-
