come and collect your bronze medal every other pizza place in campbelltown, because raby pizza house has taken the gold and silver and you better fuckin recognize!
i don't even know what these shits look like because i just sort of black out when i get handed the box before repeatedly smashing my face into it like a chimp attacking its own reflection. it is that good and i wouldn't tell a lie.
these fellas don't even fuck around on delivery fam, this shit is quick. like i once simply thought about ordering a pizza from here and 20 minutes later some crafty dough spinner showed up on my doorstep with a knowing look, handed me a large steak double bacon before tapping the side of his nose, giving me a wink and then dematerializing like scott baio on some quantum leap shit.
literally every pizza on the menu is unreal. like most gourmet pizza joints, they got that section of slices named after dudes that prolly work there or something with unique arrays of toppings that sound crazy as fuck, but you must trust me my brothers and sisters, after sampling said toppings, i will now ride or die with every one of these visionaries. i would approach these guys to be part of my apocalypse survival plan if i wasn't so unsure that i myself might become a crowbar wielding cannibal warlord in embarrassing 80s metal clothes lookin like the og singer of judas priest, but i digress.
i'm aware that nobody died and made me a leading authority on pizza but i like to think i've eaten enough of it in my life to make my two cents worth a couple of bucks, and i am admittedly relatively new to the area, but raby pizza is easily the best in all of sydney and if you disagree then you can subscribe to my only hands motherfuckers and the first month is on the house. oh i wish you would test me pizza nerds, i really do.
i honestly don't know why you would disrespect your mouth by going anywhere else for some gourmet pie, you fuckin weasels. get your head in the god damn game.
raby pizza. forever. read more