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“Since its opening, The Local Goat has been the go-to overnight stop on our I-75 North/South trek. Initially this was because the restaurant was next to our hotel, but now we stop because of the great food. Today, I want to give a loud SHOUT OUT to our waitress, Skylar. She reflects good service and compliments the excellent food of The Local Goat experience. Sky engaged in a friendly conversation with a very sweet, personal touch; we will remember to ask for her on our next stop!“
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“The food was amazing. The people were incredibly nice. Felt like we were eating dinner at a friend’s house. We will definitely be back.“
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“It was cold in the building, so my daughter and I sat outside in the screened in area. We didn't have to worry about flying insects, so we really appreciated it being screened in. We were the only 1s out there, but our server Bria was very attentive. She checked on us, making sure we were good and was very nice. The food came out in no time and tasted great. We were able to watch the NBA finals on the TV that was out there.“
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“If Gandalf and Gordon Ramsay had a baby and shrunk him down to fun-size, that baby would be Carl. This short lil white dude isn’t just making pizzas he’s out here slinging dough like it’s a Michelin star dojo.
Walked in for a large pepperoni. Walked out with a spiritual experience.
Carl greeted me with the energy of a caffeinated squirrel and the confidence of a man who’s mastered the ancient art of crust perfection. I swear on all things cheesy, my pizza was so good I considered proposing to it. But Carl, in all his 5’7” glory (okay maybe 5’5” on a good day), gave me a wink and said, “It’s not the size, it’s the slice.”
The man moved like a pizza powered ninja. Flames in the oven, toppings flying, customers smiling and there’s Carl, leading the charge like a doughy Napoleon with marinara on his cape.
If you don’t get a pizza made by Carl, did you even go to Domino’s?
Give this man a raise. Give him a crown. Or at least a step stool.
Carl, you short legend, never change.“