This place is a joke to locals, but we get so many tourists here during the summer that of course they go in, not knowing any better.
The pizza actually isn't bad, not good, not bad. The only salad is an overpriced ""marinated"" unidentifyable vegetable assembly that made me sick to my stomach and another person that I know also said it made her sick, as well.
Since it is Ephraim (dry town), you can't get any beer, which is not their fault, of course.
The owners are always eying you to see how they can make an extra buck off you.
I wanted to see a friend perform there, so happily paid the owners 7 bucks at the door, ordered the average pizza, nonalcholic beer, but brought my own salad.
I didn't even ask for a plate for the salad, but since I shared it (out of our own tupperware) with my husband, the owner eyed us and glared and charged us 8 bucks times two for bringing in our own salads.
They also always ask for my obviously older husband's ID after he uses his credit card--strange!
There is quite a display of what someone imagined to be a precious collecton of Norman Rockwell Plates and quilts and china stuck to the walls like a fussy evil character out of a Stephen King novel became telekinetic and in a fit of rage stuck all these cutsy pie items on the bare, white, dingy, cobwebby walls.
Normally don't care much about the decor of places, so it's funny how much this place gives me the willies. I think it's haunted.
If you want GOOD pizza, there's Moretti's, Sister Bay Bowl, pasta vino (fantastic food in general there), Northern Grill...Moretti's even delivers, and they are my favorite.
Pros: see a local band
Cons: food related illness, mean owners, creepy atmosphere