Sbarro

When it comes to Sbarro, I above all, ought to know better. But when your plane is delayed and nothing else is open, sometimes even the crappiest, overpriced pizza ends up being better than nothing at all. With this in mind, I took my first few bites of my pepperoni pizza and the latter suddenly seemed appealing.
Not all Sbarros are built the same. There have been occasional bouts of decency here and there, but ATL airport version was downright no bueno. The cardboard crust, the bland sauce, the sagging cheese, and unstable toppings made for a very sorry pizza. My eating companions didn’t even feel like finishing their food, incredibly telling considering these guys can stomach just about anything.
And then there is the price. Sure, airport locales are always going to be spendier and the service could care less about your existence, but when it comes down to the pizza, Sbarro just doesn’t cut it. Any desperate measures taken here may just end up in eventual disappointment.

Worst pizza I’ve ever had — cold, sauceless and without taste. I went back twice to ask for a hot pizza, but they couldn’t deliver. The choices are slim at this airport but you’d do better at a vending machine.

Had the breakfast Stromboli. Nothing special just filling. This one tasted like it had been made some time ago and was not super fresh.

Typically I’ve found Sbarros to be at least «decent». This one sucked. The pizza sucked and service was mediocre. Try something else at the airport. I wish I had

YUCK! I grabbed some lunch from here on a layover because it was this, Cinnabon or Burger King. (I later found out there was a Quiznos and a Chili’s nearby, and cried a little.)
I’ve seen Sbarros in malls before, and I’ve picked up a slice from them on multiple occasions, and it’s always been ok. But this… Yikes!!!
I was absolutely starved after a 6 hour flight that allowed me to miss both breakfast and lunch, so pizza sounded great. I ordered the individual Margarita and a caesar salad. The salad was lettuce in a prepackaged box with some powdery parmesan cheese on top. The lady asked which dressing I would like with it. Ummm caesar? The dressing came in a packet from below the register and it was hot… not room temperature, hot.
I opened the box of pizza and it was cut into 4 tiny pieces. It was bread, jarred sauce with too much high fructose corn syrup, weird cheese that melted strangely and was too thick to chew, and a sprinkle of about 8 dried basil leaves from a spice jar. The sign boasts, «fresh Italian food,» but there was absolutely nothing fresh about this food. I made my family taste it. They eat anything and have nicknames like «the garbage disposal,» and they were like «EWWWW!!!»

Stopping by while on a two hour layover coming back from Tucson, I ate here.
Pizza was decent and whoever made it LOADED it up with toppings. I had two slices of supreme and the toppings nearly covered the whole pizza, nice! My girlfriend had a salad and it was actually very fresh and tasted good.
If you are in the airport and don’t want to wait in the line for the Chinese place (it was at least 30 deep when I was there) then try out Sbarro!

When I think of you, I think of the word:
UGH
Yes folks, this is the sound my gut made after I consumed a meal from here. My wife and I flew in from Korea and decided to grab a quick meal here before retiring to the Delta Crown Room as we waited for our flight (the Crown Rooms make the Amex Platinum worth paying for!).
I ended up ordering the baked ziti thinking that it would be a better alternative to a fatty pizza. Boy was I wrong. Not only did the ziti have gobs and gobs of SOGGY cheese (perhaps not enough cheese made it more runny?) the meatballs that came with it were practically bread balls.
Now the good part — the only reason it earned back one star. The staff of young adults — barely out of high school by my estimation — were absolutely polite. Now, I don’t say professional — but they weren’t rude like the ladies at the Nathan’s Hotdogs in the T-​Concourse.