Pizza Palace

I have to admit that the first time I’ve had their pizza sober was last Wednesday. And let me say it lived up to my drunk pizza fueled dreams. Honestly, it’s all in the cheese, and it’s excellent.

If you’re smack in the centre of town on a night out and you’re looking around at the bewildering array of dodgy fast food joints available, you can be sure of a decent fill at Pizza Palace, which is just down from the Hippodrome near the taxi rank and all the waterfountains. Granted, you might have to deal with the hordes of scum that seem to congregate around this area of town on any given weekend, but it takes a mere 5 – 10 minutes for your pizza to come out of the weird conveyor belt cooker they have in there, and you can be guaranteed that the thing will be absolutely loaded with cheese and whatever else you asked for — just as I like it. A medium size (9″, if I remember rightly) is probably adequate for most people, as I’ve seen some folk fail on the larger size before now. And don’t expect to be able to hit the dancefloor again for a good hour or so after consuming one of these badboys. For two sharing, though, get the biggest size they’ve got and live a little. Highly recommended.