1/5 Dan H. 6 months ago on Google
Ah,
Marco's
Pizza,
a
place
where
dreams
and
mozzarella
are
supposed
to
mingle
in
harmony.
Picture
this:
a
Big
Cheese
Pizza,
the
crowning
jewel
of
their
menu,
something
I've
tasted
before
and
thought,
'Hey,
this
isn't
half
bad
for
pizza
that
isn't
made
by
an
Italian
grandma.'
So,
I
order
it
again,
expecting
the
same
delightful
experience.
But
wait,
what's
this?
A
culinary
plot
twist!
Instead
of
the
perfectly
cooked
mushrooms,
which
I
assume
should
be
gently
kissed
by
the
oven's
heat,
I
find
raw
mushrooms
just
thrown
on
top
like
an
afterthought.
It's
like
they
decided
at
the
last
minute,
'Oh,
these
fungi
need
a
home,
let’s
evict
them
onto
this
pizza.'
I
mean,
if
I
wanted
a
salad
on
my
pizza,
I
would've
asked
for
one!
The
mushrooms
were
so
raw,
they
could
still
tell
stories
of
the
dark,
damp
soil
they
came
from.
Eating
this
pizza
was
like
going
on
a
treasure
hunt,
but
instead
of
treasure,
it's
just
disappointment.
And
let's
talk
about
the
cheese.
Ah,
the
cheese,
which
should
be
the
star,
seemed
to
have
given
up
all
hope,
overshadowed
by
the
uncooked
mushroom
fiasco.
It
was
as
if
the
chef
looked
at
the
pizza
and
thought,
‘This
needs
something…
I
know,
uncooked
mushrooms!
That’ll
surprise
them.’
Surprise
indeed,
but
not
the
kind
anyone
would
want.
The
pizza
was
a
confusing
juxtaposition
of
hot
and
cold,
like
watching
a
Christmas
movie
in
July.
In
the
end,
the
only
thing
this
pizza
managed
to
cook
up
was
my
disappointment.
Marco's,
you
had
one
job:
to
cook
the
pizza
WITH
the
toppings.
Not
rocket
science,
folks.
Next
time,
I'll
remember
to
specify:
'Please
cook
all
the
ingredients.'
Or
better
yet,
I
might
just
stick
to
making
my
own
sandwiches.
At
least
then,
if
there's
a
raw
mushroom,
I'll
have
only
myself
to
blame.