Topper’s Pizza

This was the place to order a pizza if you needed to eat at 1 in the morning while doing homework. They were also one of the few places that deliver to Cardinal stritch university. Their topper stix are ok. They routinely mess up orders and delivered late. They were usually good about fixing their mistakes. Their pizzas are mediocre and expensive.

They messed up our order I think because I had asked to speak to the manager. They put barely any buffalo sauce or ranch, as in I had to get really really close to see it. They undercook the pizza and it was completely smushed on delivery. I would complain but I honestly would be worried about my next order based on the employee I spoke to.

Those f***ers at Topper’s Pizza made me cry. OK, so maybe I was emotionally exhausted when it happened, but that is beside the point. Don’t get me wrong — I have a forgiving spirit, especially when deliciously cheesy gooey buttery breadsticks are involved. But they may have catapulted themselves into «never again-​dom» by giving me the crappiest customer service EVER. So… I phoned my order in ahead of time, being the planner that I am. I arrive on time. I pay. I wait. I wait. I wait a little longer. Fifteen workers mill about, seemingly doing just about nothing. Someone finally figures out something is amiss with my order and asks my name. By this time, twenty minutes have passed since my arrival, and they realize my order never went in. OOPS. Big OOPS. A skirmish occurs between two workers and I overhear the whole thing; one suggests they comp my meal and get it in right away. The other, who dominated, told the young man suggesting my meal get comped to «not worry about it» as he had it under control. Meaning, I get to wait another 20 minutes and get nothing for it. I blew a gasket. I said give me my money back, I’m leaving and never coming back! He shrugged, said ok, and gave me my $ 13.03 back without hesitation. I wrote the corporate office about my concerns and also heard nothing back from them. So the moral of the story is… next time you are craving some awesomely bad for you breadsticks, get some crazy bread at Little Caesar’s. Unless, of course, your self-​esteem is so lacking that you don’t care how you get treated and/​or you have unlimited amounts of time on your hands.
Phew! That felt good.

Once upon a time there was a girl who loved pizza. She searched high and low for her prince. Some were snobby and put on airs and tried to impress her with exotic ingredients. Some were slobs and proposed with boxes filled with soggy, mediocre pizza topped by sub-​standard cheese. Others weren’t even really pizza.
Then one day her prince came galloping up to her and showered her with gifts so wonderful she couldn’t reject him. They rode off into the sunset Toppers Sticks, Philadelphia Cheesesteak pizza in hand and lived happily ever after.
True story. I love pizza. Topper’s albeit a chain is now my favorite pizza joint. Go ahead judge me, I can take it. The fact is, those über-​awesome Toppers Sticks are what I’ve been waiting for my whole life. Soft and squishy, greasy, topped with so much cheese they are a meal by themselves AND they come with your choice of dipping sauces. Oh baby you, you got what I need. I love dipping mine in the garlic butter, and listening to the sound of my arteries groaning in plaque. Topper’s sticks are officially my «Rosebud» if ever separated from them I would search to the ends of the earth to be reunited with them.
We are working our way through the pizza menu. We really liked the Philadelphia Cheesesteak Pizza, The Gyro Pizza (put those peperoncini’s on this one folks), and the BBQ Chicken.
They are open until 3:45 in the morning. Even in Fox Point where they roll up the sidewalks at 5pm on weekends. You know what that means right. Ultimate. Drunk. Food. I think I may start drunk dialing Toppers instead of my boyfriend, ex-​friends and random co-​workers at 2:30am from now on. I think that might play out better for me.
No matter what time you call, your pizza will be ready in 10 – 15 minutes. It’s like they knew you were going to call and they already started your pizza for you.