“Walked in hungry. Left spiritually altered. Chef Shea — a ginger whirlwind in an apron — emerged from the kitchen like a mythical creature made of sass and marinara. I swear she made eye contact with the dough and it rose out of fear.
The pizza? Unhinged. The crust slapped me. The cheese sang to me. I blacked out during the pepperoni and had a vision of my ancestors high-fiving. Shea doesn’t cook — she summons flavor with the chaotic energy of a redhead who’s had enough of your nonsense.
I asked for a napkin. They handed me a therapy brochure.
11/10. Would let Shea throw a pizza at me again“
“The food there was unimaginable. It is so good if you would try the triple treat box with pasta. It is so good and it’s not that expensive so if you want to treat yourself with something nice that’s not too expensive. I recommend you with that item.“