Dear Venezia's,\n\nI hate to default to standard letter format for this review but this is the best way that I can keep it from devolving into a total creepstore gush.\n\nI love you because when you deliver, it gets to my house hot. I love that you have been here for me during finals. Without you, I would have lived off of Clif Bars and Vitamin Water alone. You provided me with the necessary carbs to go on thinking for another 12 hours. Sometimes, you even gave me fruits and veggies. I appreciate that, \n\nI didn't give 5 stars because sometimes (just sometimes!) your pizza is uber greasy...but I know it's not because of anything gross. It's all the cheese you put on there. I like the cheese, hate the grease. I'm sorry that there's no middle ground on this.\n\nAside from that, thank you for the tangy sauce that doesn't taste like someone dumped sugar in it. Thank you for the crispy/chewy crust (how do you do that!?) and thank you for being local.\n\nSincerely, \nThat weird chick who looks your hot, indie boy drivers up and down\n\n*I re-read this and realized that, standard letter form be damned, I was still plenty creepy. Sorry Venezia's...