Papa John’s Pizza

Papa Johns is the worst pizza ever. It doesn’t matter what «branch» is spewing it out, they’re all the same. Corporate marketing strategy with an extra side of profits before people. Please support any local shop before this empty imitation of food.

It’s Papa Johns. A franchise that most people know. Pizza is ok. I’m not reviewing the pizza. I’m reviewing the location. We order delivery once or twice a month and it’s anyways fast and friendly. Plus the pizza is HOT! It’s like it’s right out if the oven. Crazy for delivery. Good franchise location.

It’s Papa John’s. The same as any other of their stores. We’ve always had great service & prompt delivery, so it isn’t anything special — just a normal ol’ Papa!

Don’t even THINK about ordering from here, unless of course you are Kreskin and knew three hours ahead of time that you would want pizza later. :\
Service is AWFUL. Twice now we’ve ordered online, and waited over an hour and 15 minutes for our pizza. This last time (today) I told the driver who called to find out where we lived to forget it, and called the store to have my money refunded. This is ridiculous. Each time they act like it is a ‘one time problem’ but obviously from these reviews it is NOT.

I do not love their pizza, but I do however love their service at this location.
My boyfriend and I called late one night and the staff was very nice to tell us specials and had our pies ready in under 15 minutes to pick up. They have great hours, and they are friendly when you pick up the items. The prices are cheap and expect nothing special with the taste because this is a franchise.

The pizza was good. It was nothing to call home about. I’d go there again if I got another coupon.

We used to order from a Papa Johns franchise somewhere in Pittsburgh (can’t recall where, it’s been a few years) fairly often, and found their pizza and chicken tenders to be above par. So when Kay and I got the late-​night munchies (they deliver until 11:30 PM on Saturday nights), we figured we’d stay in and order up online.
After taking about 20 minutes to complete our order, reminding me how much easier it is to order pizza by phone, we put it through, and waited, and waited…
An hour later, and I’m on the phone, defeating the purpose of going online for pizza.
It turns out that our driver forgot something, or something like that. I think I got 3 different stories as to the whereabouts of our grub amidst some arguing in the background. After all of this, I was finally told I would get the food in another 20 minutes along with a coupon to make up for the inconvenience.
We hear a car pull up and open the door before the pizza courier has a chance to knock.
«Whoa! Nice shirt dude!»
I’m wearing Kay’s Cradle of Filth t-​shirt. Whether or not he is a fan (\m/​) or was just trying to make amends is a mystery. I wasn’t in the mood for conversation yet didn’t want to be rude. I was just glad the food arrived.
I got a looooong explanation before the driver would hand over our pizza, dessert pie, and 20 oz. soft drink.
«Hey, I bought ya the Sprite and… hey, nice dog! I love dogs!»
Kay’s basset hound Spunky was the only thing that got the driver to give us our food. He only handed it over so he could play with the dog.
I relay everything to Kay. Meanwhile, I’m waiting to sign my receipt, and the door’s open. It’s less than 30 degrees outside.
«C’mere buddy. Look at you you big puppy wuppy…»
Obviously he delivers pizza not to make extra money but to socialize with the pets of customers.
«Man, it’s cold out.»
«Huh? Oh, I’m sorry. I just love dogs is all. Here ya go.»
I sign the receipt and wait for him to finish lovin’ Spunky, who wouldn’t have minded at all if the pizza guy petted him and scratched his tummy all night. Hell, I’m surprised they didn’t end up crashing on the couch together.
«Ok, here ya go,» I say to the driver as I try to return his receipt and pen to him while the door is still wide open in below-​freezing weather.
Spunky gives me a stinkeye and then rolls over on his back.
«Who’s your new buddy? Who’s your new buddy?» I thought the driver was gonna pick Spunky up and take him home.
«OK HERE YA GO!»
«Oh, sorry man. I just can’t help it, y’know? I’m a dog lover.»
«S’ok man, have a good night.»
Oh brother.
Onto the pizza. John Tesh came to mind as I dug in. Why? How many synonyms exist for humdrum? I am tempted to use them all when describing this pizza. The apple dessert pie was only a little more exciting, like Yanni coming in to jam during the encore.
Papa Johns, Pizza Dude and Pizza Joe’s rule the pizza roost in these parts and have gotten your number, using it to prank-​call you late at night, making you inform a crowded room that you’re looking for Amanda Huginkiss.