It wasn't the full-service restaurant we were expecting, but it was fine by us. Kinda spartan and Chipotle-esque in decor (metal chairs, exposed HVAC and lighting), you order up at the counter and wait about 40 min for your pizza.
Just in case you forgot what they serveThe pizza was pretty dang good - and a true traditional Chicago deep dish. Good sauce, the right amount of gooey cheese and a fair amount of our spinach topping swimming in the mess. The crust, while Chicago-style in shape and depth wasn't quite spot-on, needing some corn meal to give it a golden glow and a nice crunch. I bet some nicely aged pizza pans would do wonders as well as deep dish in Chicago are generally served in blackened pans.
Yes, it was ooey, hot and chewy. Dig the eye channel too.
And even though she'll kill me for posting a pic of her eating a slice of pizza, here's Celeste...
The three of us managed to kill a large. I probably ate half of it myself. Good thing I went for a mountain bike ride an hour later to burn off that gut bomb. Four hours later I'm still stuffed.
I'm certain we'll return to Grubby Pizza about once every 4-6 weeks or so.
Yes, it was ooey, hot and chewy. Dig the eye channel too.And even though she'll kill me for posting a pic of her eating a slice of pizza, here's Celeste...
The three of us managed to kill a large. I probably ate half of it myself. Good thing I went for a mountain bike ride an hour later to burn off that gut bomb. Four hours later I'm still stuffed.I'm certain we'll return to Grubby Pizza about once every 4-6 weeks or so.
