Pat’s Pizzeria

Was visiting some friends over the weekend and we decided to order pizza. My hopes weren’t at all high, I live in Philly and for some strange reason I’m just never impressed with the pizza. I love pizza, from anywhere, but again, just never really blown away. So anyway, they suggested pizza for dinner. They ordered online, we got the meat lovers with a few added toppings. They went to pick it up, they opened the box and I mean the pizza itself was beautiful! lol, it was such a delicious pizza. I’m happy and sad that I don’t live close! Very yummy, looking forward to eating from Pat’s again!

We had the place deliver to us. I had just gotten to Wilmington to visit a friend so we had food ordered in.
The only problem I really had was the delivery took forever but it wasn’t that bad I’m just use to be living in the country and it not taking that long. The crab cake salad I received was absolutely amazing and I have been craving another one all morning.

This pats is pretty good. Fast service, great cheese steaks. Love their pizza also. But the are a little pricey. Only had one bad time with them, and it was trying to place an order over the phone.

Ordered mega fries, no bacon. Picked up food came home, mega fries had bacon. No biggie, called them up asked if they could deliver a new one they said no. The clerk on the phone said he saw them make it and that there couldn’t be any bacon in it. Got in my car, showed them the bacon, got another order made, but no apologies or a refund. Terrible service, sub par food, buyer beware!!!

Based solely on the customer service aspect, I’m rating this restaurant extremely low. Who gets an attitude with a customer placing a delivery order? I’m funding your business and the next time I visit this area again, I’ll make sure to definitely take my business else. However, judging by the reviews I’ve read so far, I’m not missing much anyways.

Two weeks ago my girlfriend and I ordered a vegetarian pizza (onions, mushrooms, fresh peppers, sweet peppers, tomatoes and black olives) and a grilled chicken salad to share. My girlfriend’s tongue tingled and felt numb after eating the chicken. She didn’t finish her half of the salad. I didn’t notice anything unusual about the taste of the chicken. My girlfriend thought the pizza was unremarkable. I was more critical. The pizza was completely undercooked. The crust, both on the top and bottom, was soft and «bready», not even partially crisp, crunchy or light brown as a properly baked pizza should be. Even if it had been baked long enough, the crust was not even an average tasting crust. The veggies were very raw, as if they had been placed on the pizza only a minute before coming out of the oven. I like my veggies sauteed before putting them on the pizza; or the pizza should be cooked long enough to soften the veggies.
Within an hour after eating, both of us had intestinal distress for the rest of the night. No vomiting or diarrhea, but lots of internal gas, cramps, and bloating. The next day, I had leftover pizza for lunch and the intestinal distress started all over again 15 minutes later. Same thing after eating the pizza at night again.
I would not recommend Pat’s Pizza because of possible unsanitary food handling, food rotation, and/​or food storage practices AND because the pizza sucks. With so many choices for pizza, Pat’s was absolutely horrible and perhaps the worst pizza I’ve ever had. Chain pizza like Dominos, Pizza Hut, or Papa John’s would have been a much better choice than Pat’s.

We ordered 3 large Cheese pies and 2 orders of Cinnamon Sticks (pizza dough with cinnamon sugar on top with icing). It was a veitable carb-​fest for «Take your youngins to work» day.
Kids liked it — adults tolerated it.
Decent food — but not a holy grail.

See my prior review.
So I ordered the steak Stromboli with sweet peppers today, and I’m starting to think they cook on a house boat. Why? Yup, you guessed it — it’s sopping wet with water!
Obviously, they forgot the part where they are supposed to PRE-​COOK the filling (and drain the water) before stuffing the Stromboli.
Dude, gimme a break!