Mr. Z's Pizza - Clinton

The food here is consistently excellent. The chefs are friendly to the customers, and the staff at the counter are always very welcoming and helpful. I absolutely love this place!

I didn't grow up in Clinton but fell in love with Mr. Z's "house special" pizza during a project early in my career. While the pizza tastes a bit different now and is pricier, the special features an abundance of shredded green peppers, onions, canned mushrooms, pepperoni, sausage, and ground beef, all mixed with a sauce that's sweet like ketchup. I loved it back then, but this time the water from the peppers and mushrooms made the pizza soggy and soupy. It was tasty but average and hard to eat. The double cheese pepperoni had a layer of cheese that was almost cement-like. Minutes after eating, I could smell a strange grease scent, reminiscent of indulging in lobster slathered in melted butter. The pepperoni lacked spiciness, and overall, the pizza was just average and unremarkable. Unlike the watery Z's Special, this pizza was dry. Either the double cheese absorbed the sauce or they simply didn’t use enough. I once tried a steak bomb sub here, and it was dry as sawdust, tasting as if someone invented a tool specifically to suck all flavor out of the meat. I won’t be ordering a sandwich again. If you’re looking for small-town Greek pizza, you won’t find better—or worse—than Mr. Z’s. The atmosphere inside isn’t anything special, but the food is consistently average and comes out relatively quickly. Stick with the pizza you know, and you won’t be disappointed. Just don’t expect anything extraordinary; it’s not money wasted, but it’s not a culinary revelation, either.

I really enjoy this type of pizza; the crust strikes the perfect balance—not too thin or soft—and it's topped generously. The onion rings were delicious, and they offer fantastic fresh bread for their sandwiches as well.

Great Food Friendly Service... Very Clean and Organized... Repeat customer for over 6 years now.

I don't know where to begin to describe how bad this pizza was. My husband did his best when he said the cheese had the texture of the dried out, leathery skin of an elderly man. So how did the pizza get to this unfortunate state? It was likely that delivery driver was waylaid by a member of the Foot clan and he had to cower while the Ninja Turtles rescued him from his fate. When we called to check on our pizza an hour after we had ordered, the very rude girl on the phone said he had already left so we just had to wait. When the driver arrived, he must have had the afore mentioned ordeal because he looked like he'd been through hell. Hopefully the sympathy tip helped him but the cold pizza and the soggy onion rings have made us rethink our life choices. Skip these guys. Their food belongs in the trash and not in your stomach. On the other hand, if you like pizza that tastes like that post-frat party pizza that's cold and probably had some random dude throw up on it... go for it.