Sbarro

Chillin in an airport is what it is, but one thing you can count on is okay pizza at an okay price ;)

For a slice olive pizza and some chicken pasta: $ 18. Are you kidding me?! It wasn’t anything special. It tastes like what you make at home. I was so disappointed and felt ripped off. Not returning.

I haven’t been a fan of Sbarro’s before. In fact, I really did not want to go here, but I was starving and wanted a bite to eat on a cross country flight. First of all the food was much better than the Sbarro’s food that I haven’t eaten before off the 95 corridor. In particular, the sausage pizza was tasty. I’m far from a big fan of greasy food, but at least it had good flavor! I also had the recommended roasted chicken by their employee at the food counter. This also had good flavor, but it was a little dry. We also purchased a slice of just plain o’l cheese pizza, but this wasn’t nearly as good and we ultimately didn’t eat this.
As far as the choices go at this airport location, and for the price, it is not too bad. Try the sausage pizza and remember you are the airport with limited selection of food choices.

If you’re desperate for food at an airport, you’re desperate.
Warning about their cheese, mainly on the pizzas, it seemed… «unnatural.»

Pizza was typically Sbarro, fine for airport food, but IMHO the lady behind the counter was horrid and mean. She was fine with me, but incredibly rude to the two young British girls in front of me. That kind of mean rudeness just leaves a bad taste behind even when it isn’t directed at you directly.

When do breadsticks and baked ziti become something of a legend? When Sbarro whips them up, yo.
Sure it isn’t the freshest Sbarro baked ziti I’ve ever been served, but you’re in a damn airport. The Sbarro lady was DRIPPIN DAT SAUCCEEEE right all on it and I loveeeee marinara sauce. The more the merrier and she had no reservations with that scooping spoon I’M TELLIN YA it was sweeettttt.
Anyways so I needed breadsticks right inside me so I asked for two and she forked’em over like I deserved them. I love Sbarro breadsticks and when they plunge deep into my sauce drenched baked ziti, the end product is a man laying in bliss in the middle of an airport.
The prices are good here, which might come as a surprise being that they have really cornered the Terminal 4 JFK Sbarro market and could practically charge anything they wanted.
So yeah I came, I saw, I ate what I wanted. Sbarro knows I want it so it exists. I was hungry therefore it was. Almost positive Plato said that.

There’s nothing like a mix of wanting to throw up and needing to unleash explosive diarrhea right before getting onto a plane bound for Jamaica that gives you hope to reach your goal weight at the eleventh hour.
This was literally the WORST breakfast food I have ever had in my 24 years of life on this earth. I don’t know what they did to the eggs but they were worse than powdered eggs, they were dry as heck and I was provided nothing to mask the disgusting flavor. The bacon was likely boiled at room temperature (if that’s possible), the sausage contained more grease than actual meat and the biscuits were like a hockey puck that I also had nothing to mask it’s flavor with (no butter, honey or jam).
There was one man working, who was likely the most inefficient worker I have ever encountered and to top it all off, this meal was a gross rip off. I’d rather starve for weeks than eat this ish again. I truly believe that the unfortunate victims of the Haitian earthquake would turn this meal down (is that too soon?).

Props for being open 24 hours. Protects the clever from the ravages of McDonalds. That being said, it is just a Sbarro.