Billy’s Pizza & Wings

I love this place! It’s not too far from my residence so I order here frequently. Their food is soooooo delicious!

We order from Billy’s pretty regularly but I’ve never taken the time to write a review. Billy’s is one of those local take-​out/​delivery places that offers consistently good food and service. I am saddened by these other reviews on here that have had such bad experiences at Billy’s. We’ve ordered both take-​out and delivery, and have never had a bad meal. Our food has always been hot, tasty, cooked to order, and on time whether picked up or delivered. Our go to is the cheese steak, which is one of the best in the area. Billy’s isn’t some uptown, fine dining kind of establishment, if that’s what you are looking for then head over to Morton’s, The Charleston, or The Black Olive. But if you want something simple to eat in front of the TV while your watching the Orioles or Ravens and finishing up some work, playing Candy Crush, or whatever it is that you do when you change out of work clothes and into your sweats, then call Billy’s and order a cheese steak, some wings, or whatever other gooey goodness you desire. The prices are reasonable, the food is good, and the service is friendly. Maybe these other reviewers just caught them on a bad day. This is making me hungry, I’m gonna give them a call right now.

I am absolutely livid in regards to the service I received here. Through grubhubs app, I ordered a puzza, 10 wings and 2 orange sodas, simple enough right? Wrong! First, the restaurant calls md to tell me that my order is outside but to my surprise it was not. After waiting outside in the cold for about 10 minutes, thinking «maybe the driver is down the street or looking for the house number», I go back inside to call them back. Once I call, after talking to each other in the background for about 15 minutes, the woman gets on the phone and says «her mistake, that was the wrong order, they called the wrong person but I food should be there shortly». Ok, whatever, I understand mistakes happen BUT when the food gets here with pizza and 1 orange soda in hand I realize that I’m missing half of the order! I tell the man and he had the audacity to say «oh that’s my bad, you NEED me to come back?» The heck? Uh… with my order being a few cents short of $ 25 (ridiculous), I state that YES I need my order back. Well, needless to say, 45 minutes later no call, no honk, and no knock on the door. So, I call grubhub giving them the scenario, the rep calls billys pizza and states they say «he is about to pull up». Let me just say this… it has now been an hour since they have been about to pull and no word from them.
Let’s just say… I’m more than pissed.
Please take your business, time and money elsewhere.

Greetings. I’ve been a Unilocal member for sometime but have never actually reviewed a business. I’ve never really felt the need to, even when it comes to places I really like. That all changed one fateful winter’s eve.
It was a Monday night early in the new year, a particularly cold one even for January. As I thumbed through the Entertainment coupon book my parents annually give me for my birthday, I found myself filled with uncertainty as to what the evenings meal would be. Luckily, the abundance of Pizza establishments advertised helped to point me in what I thought was the right direction. It had been far too long, in excess of 72 hours perhaps, since I had enjoyed a slice of that all-​to-​familiar Italian-​American goodness. My newfound cravings soon gave way to frustration. A multitude of excuses began to emerge: parlor after parlor seemed like too far of a drive, the coupon discount didn’t seem adequate enough to warrant a visit, etc. Finally, at my most desperate hour, as my tummy gave way to a rolling rumble reminiscent of the wildebeest stampede that claimed Mufasa’s life (R.I.P.) I found it; the X marking the spot of my preverbal mozzarella treasure hunt: Billy’s Pizza & Wings.
While initially weary of anyone old enough to operate a business that would self-​apply the moniker ‘Billy’, I couldn’t argue with the coupon: buy one regularly priced pizza and get a second of equal or lesser value for free. BOGO. One of the oldest marketing tricks in the book, but an effective on none-​the-​less. I could get double the variety of a single pizza plus I’d have leftovers for a day or two. While the cruise over to Erdman Ave. was slightly out of the way, I always enjoy driving through some of the city’s seedier areas (maybe it’s just the Wire fan in me or the exhilaration felt in never knowing what you’ll see along the way).
What can be said of Billy’s décor and vibe? It’s on Erdman Ave, I’ll just leave it at that because I’m here to talk about pizza and I’ve been to some pretty run down places that can dish out a mean slice. One of the first things that caught my eye on the menu (and forgive me for not recalling the exact weekday) was BOGO day. That’s right; the coupon I had so treasured only moments prior was now essentially worthless as the same deal could be had by any average Joe not clutching an encyclopedia of local deals and savings. I was not off to a good start. Still though, I was at a pizza place, had driven 20-​minutes to get there, and was pretty darn hungry by this point so I placed my order. Two larges: One supreme and one bacon-​pineapple. A half hour later I was back home and ready to ravage that Hawaiian pie like a squadron of Zeros descending through the clouds onto Pearl Harbor.
Allow me to pause for a moment and collect my thoughts as I move forward with the review. I no longer want to rack my brain composing thoughts in paragraph form. Call it laziness but I feel the actual pizza review would be better served via a bulleted list:
–The crust tasted like it had fused with the cardboard it was served in. The difference in taste was negligible.
–I hate ketchup. It reminds me of Pittsburgh and I hate Pittsburgh. Billy’s uses a thick layer of ketchup between cardboard and cheese in lieu of pizza sauce.
–The cheese actually tasted alright. No complaints there.
–I could have swapped out the mushrooms for packaging peanuts without any discernible difference.
–There must be a Subway nearby Billy’s as the only rational origin for the sausage is week-​old meatballs that had been left out in the sun, nuked back to a pliable state, then smashed up and repurposed.
–Lastly, even the goddamn garlic sauce dipping cup sucked. It tasted like I was dipping the cardboard crust in a truck stop urinal.
You know what? I don’t feel like writing anymore. In closing: using profanity in a review is tasteless. You know what else is tasteless? This fucking pizza.