Marco's Pizza

"The OPEN sign was not lit. I brought it to the cashier's attention but he didn't seem concerned about it. The atmosphere was more casual than professional. The pizza was excellent!"

"The pizza would have been much better, had they put more toppings. Got a xlarge, it had like 5 pepperoni and a small handful of olives. They use to be so good. Like everyone else, toppings slim."

"I was impressed by my visit to this location. What impressed me the most was the friendly staff and the way my food was deliciously made. Djay started making my order right away with good communication talking to others, Kayla was busy working all of the stations and Tamia was jumping into the folds wherever she was needed. Great team effort, It's refreshing seeing this!!"

"Ah, Marco's Pizza, a place where dreams and mozzarella are supposed to mingle in harmony. Picture this: a Big Cheese Pizza, the crowning jewel of their menu, something I've tasted before and thought, 'Hey, this isn't half bad for pizza that isn't made by an Italian grandma.' So, I order it again, expecting the same delightful experience. But wait, what's this? A culinary plot twist! Instead of the perfectly cooked mushrooms, which I assume should be gently kissed by the oven's heat, I find raw mushrooms just thrown on top like an afterthought. It's like they decided at the last minute, 'Oh, these fungi need a home, let’s evict them onto this pizza.' I mean, if I wanted a salad on my pizza, I would've asked for one! The mushrooms were so raw, they could still tell stories of the dark, damp soil they came from. Eating this pizza was like going on a treasure hunt, but instead of treasure, it's just disappointment. And let's talk about the cheese. Ah, the cheese, which should be the star, seemed to have given up all hope, overshadowed by the uncooked mushroom fiasco. It was as if the chef looked at the pizza and thought, ‘This needs something… I know, uncooked mushrooms! That’ll surprise them.’ Surprise indeed, but not the kind anyone would want. The pizza was a confusing juxtaposition of hot and cold, like watching a Christmas movie in July. In the end, the only thing this pizza managed to cook up was my disappointment. Marco's, you had one job: to cook the pizza WITH the toppings. Not rocket science, folks. Next time, I'll remember to specify: 'Please cook all the ingredients.' Or better yet, I might just stick to making my own sandwiches. At least then, if there's a raw mushroom, I'll have only myself to blame."