Connie’s Pizza by the Pier

I don’t know why there are so many negative reviews here about this location. As far as Navy Piers goes, Connie’s Pizza is the saving grace. Every other place to eat is typical fast food, but at least with Connie’s you know you’re going to get something authentic and Chicago-​tasting. Whenever I go to Navy Pier, this is the only place I eat.

Why oh why did I not read the reviews on this place!!!
Went to WInter Wonderfest at Navy Pier with the Family and decided to eat at the food court. So I thought hey look theres a Connie’s here, I love that place!
I am not exaggerating when I say this pizza is terrible.
It just plain sucks, it was the suckiest bunch of suck that ever sucked.
DO NOT ORDER THE PIZZA FROM HERE.
The counter service was okay, not rude. They answered the few questions I asked so I’ll add a star for that.

Didn’t eat the pizza but the Italian beef sandwhich was excellent. Price was around $ 7 which is cheap for Navy pier standards. Great tasting beef, tender and a lot for the price. Will eat there again.

I’m surprised this place has such terrible reviews. The service we had was just fine. In fact, one of the guys there made a point to be nice and helpful. My BF ordered the pizza, though, and didn’t really like it. And from the reviews, I guess it does suck. So, steer clear of the pizza. Kind of silly, since it’s a pizza place, but yeah. However! I ordered the meatball sub w/​mozzarella and it was hands-​down amazing. Like, nothing beats Connie’s meatball subs. The bread was crusty, the meatballs were tender and seasoned nicely, the marinara was delicious and the mozzarella was flavorful and very hot. It was perfect! One of the best sandwiches ever. So, if you’re at NP, get a meatball sub here. But avoid the pizza!

I did not get a Pizza so this review is for the Italian Beef. I got it with hot peppers and dipped. The meat was thin and tender. The Au Ju was good. It came soaked and for a food court meal at 7 bucks It was very good.

I can’t believe I actually paid for this food — I could have gotten something more tasty out of the dumpster. The service was eh — what do you expect from teenagers on a Friday night making plans with their friends as to what time they are going to watch the Hunger Games. Then came the pizza — blah, yuk, blah. It was some sort of refrigerated thing that they quick baked. It wasn’t hot, it wasn’t tasty, it was ick. They couldn’t even get the fries right. I’m not sure if they were real potatoes or not. The box the pizza came in was sturdy — if I would have eaten it, it probably would have been better than the gummy crust on the thing that was served to us.

I should have known better than to eat at a food court at a touristy place like Navy Pier. But I was there for an event, it was a beautiful day, and my feet were tired. I’d tramped all around the pier all day long.
I’ve had Connie’s many times — and had never been disappointed. Even at events like the JazzFest, where I got a nice, hot, fresh slice of pizza. So I thought it would be the same here. NOT.
I got the thin spin’azzy which was anything BUT «azzy» anything. It wasn’t even hot. I’m sure it was left over from like a week or more ago. Seriously? Really? That’s what you’re gonna serve me for nearly $ 7?! And what spinach? It looked like a piece of parsley. Shameful. I wasn’t expecting anything world famous, but I’ve had better frozen pizza for $ 2. Now I know why New Yorker’s insist their thin sliced it is better than ours. They probably ate at a place like this.
I’d have been better off at Mickey D’s. The sugar free vanilla coffee I got and $.59 cone made up somewhat for the experience.
Ya’ll should be ashamed of yourselves. You’re serving people who are visiting Chicago — and they are going back with a BAD impression of our pizza. That’s a CRIME. For God’s sake, fix this restaurant! It’s just embarrassing! You’re hurting the reputation of this great city!
To any visitors reading this, I apologize for this place — because, well, someone needs to. Choose something else. Forget about that food court. There are a ton of great pizza joints not far away. The least I can do is to tell you to go to Due’s between Ohio St & Ontario St. Seriously. Do it! I want you to have a good impression of Chicago pizza when you leave!

«LMFAO AHAHAHA OMFGGGG LOLZZZZ» can sum up my experience eating here. If I recall, some friend of mine said that Chicago’s pizza beats all others. What I failed to recall was that my friend would gladly eat a live cricket for 50 cents.
So here I am a Connie’s. I wanted to get a veggie pizza, and the cashier says they only have sausage. Ok, whatever, sausage it is. Right behind me is a cute little girl who is craving for cheese pizza. Her dad excitedly says, «Lemme get a cheese pizza for my daughter.» The cashier gets two pizzas from this abhorrent looking freezer from Hell, and slams them in the oven. This motherfucker doesn’t even have the courtesy to handle it like its decent! 30 seconds later, this girl’s cheese pizza comes OUT OF NOWHERE already in a box. I thought it was mine as I ordered first, so I grabbed it and the cashier says it’s for the little girl. At this point, I am mortified. Not only did this pizza come out of nowhere, it didn’t even look warm. How can you serve that, especially to a little girl!!! The dad looked at the cashier and asked if it was fresh. CLEARLY NOT.
3 precious minutes stood between me and my pizza from Hell. I was praying to the Pizza gods that my order would surprise me and taste pretty dang good. Nope! I opened the box and all it was a small round lump of dough with no sauce, lots of cheese and with four huge pieces of sausage that look like dog crap. Seriously, I have a yellow lab, and her poop looks pretty much like those sausages.
Now ask me if the pizza was cooked all the way– Seriously, look at the computer and say out loud, «WAS THE PIZZA COOKED ALL OF THE WAY?» …wait for it…
NO.
CHICAGO EPIC FAIIILLLL!!!

For such a big attraction, good food is slim pickings at Navy Pier. They have a few decent sit down restaurants, but time was limited, and I had a couple of 5 year olds in tow. One of the children that was with me had peanut allergies and both wanted pizza. I did not anticipate that there would not be a place that served pizza by the slice. 2 small pizzas and 2 small drinks cost $ 16 with tax. I was even more disgusted seeing that they were openly zapped in the microwave. The sauce was too heavy on oregano, cheese tasted plastic-​y and the dough… exactly the texture, sogginess and chewiness of microwaved pizza. It was so nasty that both kids could not eat it. I took one taste and did not have the heart to make them eat more.
I really screwed up by not consulting Unilocal beforehand. It would have saved me $$! Skip this place at all costs!

Dry customer service at register. Did not greet or offer any recommend pizzas. When you order a Justin Bieber look alike unwraps a frozen pizza and thows it in a microwave oven (all this happens in front of you, whats the point of a kitchen in the back?!). I ordered 2 pizzas. 1 pizza was undercooked. Don’t waste your money at this location and upper managent should really retrain their employees in the basics of customer service. This is confirmation to the first review that «customer service and pizza quality is plain… BAD!»

Being in Chicago I would like to experience some delicious Chicago style pizza, but this certainly isn’t it.
With its location in Navy Pier I can’t say I expected it to be amazing, but. COME ON…
The pizzas are sitting under heat lamps, and if you want toppings, they take the cheese pizzas and zap them in the microwave/​toaster oven. Not exactly what I would describe as «fresh.»

Bad service, awful pizza!
My friend and I were in Chicago and stopped at Navy Pier for lunch. I paid $ 15 for 2 drinks and 2 personal cheese pizzas that were pre-​made and sitting in boxes on the back counter getting cold.
Connie’s specializes in deep-​dish Chicago style pizza that tastes worse than frozen pizza you would get from the Schwan’s man. The sauce is a basic tomato paste. Extra toppings can be added for 80 cents apiece. They plop them on top of an already cooked cheese pizza and nuke it in a toaster oven. Mmmm! Bön appetit!
As for the service, a grumpy cashier screamed NEXT even when the next customer had already stepped up. When it was my turn to order, I was berated for not telling her what size soda I wanted. Then I was forced to scribble something that didn’t look anything like my signature on my credit card receipt because she was in such a hurry to verbally abuse the next customer.