And to think I was so happy

So I think I posted too soon. See, it'd been a bit (December) since I'd been to Rebel Pizza when I wrote my review. Until now they were great. Let's just start from the basics..
They has an almost 50% increase in their cheese pizza prices. Now you have to wait for a $5 pizza, when you can walk into any Little Caesar's in town and get one hot and ready. Ok, I can deal with a wait, it's a better pizza and fresh. For this I am ok, though a little sad. So I call in my order before I leave work, like a good kid, get there a few minutes later (about 5, really) and pay. The guy on the phone said 15 minutes, so I'm cool. I chill, and I wait, and I watch. After the SECOND person that came in after me got their pizza, and by now it's almost 40 minutes since I called, with no "Hey dude, running behind, sorry" or a "Oh crap, sorry Mr. 6' 270lb hard to miss man, we forgot about you" I roll up to the counter. The lady looks at me, confused a second, and then remembers my name. She looks for the pizzas, and moves to two that have been sitting there for at least 10 minutes, both pepperoni. I called in a order for a cheese and a pepperoni, not a hard thing.

"Oh we're working on the cheese right now!" meaning, 'I'll give you this cold Pepperoni, and ha, oops.' Well, no, I have places to go. So I ask for my money back. She looks at me like I just slapped a midget. "Hold on a second," calls the next order up (I'm ok with this, dude's been waiting at least 20 minutes), and guess what?! His fries aren't ready! She runs out to put his fries in, and tells me, looks at me "You want just two pepperoni?" meaning 'Do you want these pepperoni pizza's that have been sitting here getting cold for now about 15 minutes?" I tell her no, I just want my money. "Well you'll have to wait. I need to get it signed for" what ever, I'll wait, more.

Interjecting: While I've been sitting here I've seen

• Cook wiping his mouth on the rag in his apron where he's wiping his hands off from the flour.
• Dude in the back scratching his nose and then putting food in boxes
• Old man in the back scratching his head and then handling food

Dude that was scratching his nose, during all this, asks if I needed help, girl interjects, says she's helping me. Finally old man comes, signs the note after she goes over the story in a condescending tone. I get my money and bail, 45 minutes after my initial call for an order I was told would take 15 minutes.

Now, these aren't the people I normally saw in there. We'd gone numerous nights of the week and saw the same people over and over, so maybe they've changed staff and what not, but as of now, I'm not going back. Between the bad hygiene habits and the crap-tastic service, why would I?

So, this is the first bad review of our loverly food blog, and I'm sad to say it's retracting a formally great review.

Mmm Pizza makes me fatter

Ahh the joys of Pizza Joints in Vegas. There are of course the mandatory chains, you know, the Pizza Huts and the Papa Johns and the Little Caesars, but there is at least one place in this town that makes me happy.

Rebels Pizza.
It should come as no surprise at this point that it is, of course, by the college. What can I say, most people die within 20 miles of home, I eat within 5 if I can. Here they have a cheese pizza for under four bucks ($3.50). It's gooey and yummy, but not overly greasy. That's my biggest beef (Hahaha beef) when talking about a cheese pizza: Normally it's cheese and grease. While I'm a fan of using grease to get the job done, when you eat a pizza and have to wash your shirt afterwords, it's not nearly as fun as it should have been.

Their peperoni isn't as great, in my none too humble opinion, but it's pretty awesome in it's own right. They smother these things in meat. It's marvelous.

There are college specials, sammiches I've yet to try, and random sides (such as decent mozzarella sticks) . I'm a pizza fan, and need to break this habit and try more, but for now that's where I'm at. Though I have one negative: their cheesy garlic bread. It's kind of blah. It's the one thing this little joint failed on, that I can tell. It's open quite late, is decked out in Red and Grey (Go Rebels), and is definitely worth traveling to this part of town for.