Pup's Pizza - San Antonio

Here's the thing; I was in a lot of pizza joints doing pizza through the pane. I never had one through the slice pizza that was so obviously made from a frozen product. It was like a digorno, or a Red Baron, or a great value brand frozen pizza. I have tried to decrypt whether the pizza itself is frozen to include the cheese and sauce, or if it is just the pizza dough and put it real toppings on it. I liked the sauce because of bitterness and consistency caused only by what I believe to be a frozen sauce. My hopes were so high. I wanted real pizza in San Antonio. I approached the building and saw the stacked furnaces and I felt a little deep inside what I felt since the last time in New York City. The excitement rushed through my veins abruptly when I saw the crust on the cakes sitting in the glass case. I could see the seam of a machine pressed crust. There was still a glint of hope in me that wished that the real ovens could turn such a monstrosity into something weak real. But I was sadly wrong. I have two discs. A meat slice and something with basil, sausage and feta. When I started eating, half of the meat slice separated from the crust while it was raised to my face. The crust of the bite I have put in my mouth, like a Stale Biscotti, a consistency that is acceptable only in the world of the Natural Valley Granola Bars. The soil was nuclear in temperature, while maintaining a slightly warm gravy temp and ambient topping temp. The cheese was melted, but in a way that allowed each individual shredder to be distinguished from each other by taking bites. Again, something I've only seen in frozen pizzas. When the music roared through the walls of the affiliated establishment, I represented how happy I was if the pizza was good. The crowd is row-shaped, the buildings are alive, and the energy is excellent. The submediocrity I experienced in my mouth, however, scattered every positive feeling I would only learn from eating. I left food in my stomach. Is that what I came for? Yes, but I left with a sense of betrayal and something to wish. Is that the best we can do as a society? Do we want to be as proud as people? Is that what we call pizza?

The first time off and loved!!!!!! Very cool place and great setting of pizza woman!!! She was really a pleasure!!! Definitely my new pizza spot

Service was super-super friendly and turned me to some other great local food and entertainment. Pizza was quality - not too much sauce, quality ingredients, not fatty. Anyway, it'll be back.

High end ingredients. Pizza by-the-slice, served directly from the oven. Late open for bar guests next door.

Entering through the loud music from the bar and food truck area the inside was not quieter. The selection of by the slice pizza seemed great. I asked for the slice of cheese pizza with mushrooms only because all other toppings I chose were out (banana peppers, tomatoes, garlic). The young lady placed a generous amount of precut white mushrooms and gently placed them into the oven. Maybe because it was 9pm on a Sunday but my first time here may be my last. The pizza was served with the cheese barely warm and the mushrooms wrre still cold even though it just came out of the oven. The sauce was very light and the crust just kept breaking apart. I had already walked away and taken a bite before realizing I just spent four bucks on a pretty lackluster pizza. Probably tastes great if you order a fresh pie or are hammered drunk. Good price and good selection of topping choices.