Alessio's Restaurant-Pizzeria

03/06/09

Best Pizza South of New York

by cjacob813 at Citysearch

I have been to most pizza places, including the other Alessio's Pizza places and the Alpharetta location is by far the best Pizza south of New York. Being from Long Island and working in Manhattan I have had NY's best and worst. Alessio's in Alpharetta pizza is thin, excellent tasting sauce, and the perfect amount of cheese. Although I live about 30 minutes away, its my first and only choice for pizza. I would recommend it to anyone. The service is great, the prices are great, overall its top notch.

• Pros: The Pizza.
• Cons: Packed on the weekends, but I don't consider it a con, that just means they have great food. Well worth any wait

10/18/08

no customer loyalty

by runatl at Citysearch

several occasions where they have skimped on extras, they give you the wrong wait times for take out making you wait to an hour but if you want to wait through their poor service, it is good food

10/17/07

Now that I've been in Alessio's, I can never know true happiness anywhere else

by cgfortinbras at Citysearch

I proposed marriage and was not only turned down, I was laughed at. I spent an hour walking the cold and lonely streets of alpharetta, screaming at the heavens to make the heartache go away. "Oh cruel fate! Release me from this tainted orb!"

My cell phone began to chime, my ring tone being a recording of myself singing white snake . I answered and heard the solemn voice of my house keeper explaining that all of my treasured pets had died in a freak boating accident. She described them as now resembling a bucket of maroon jello. Just as I learned the fate of my beloved pets, the clouds broke overhead and began pouring a heavy, driving rain.

Nearly blind in the dark and wet, I stumbled homeward intending to take a warm bath and slit my wrists. But, lost in confusion, I stumbled upon what could only be paradise. A tiny, illuminated, Mount Olympus full of the smells of pizza, and of laughter (laughter smells like garlic, fyi.) Above the door it read "ALESSIO'S RESTAURANT." Perhaps, I thought, I was already dead, taken into the warm embrace of a merciful pizza god known as "Alessio." Quickly some form of goddess escorted me to my seat, where I flipped through the menu with unreserved passion. Then, my server came.

He didn't so much walk toward me from the kitchen, as he did descend like an angel from a glorious heaven. Tall he was, and broad, like the god Apollo must have looked to those ancient greeks of yore. His hair: feathered like the wings of a majestic bird. When he spoke his voice was like a chorus of symphonic string instruments. I shall not use his holy name here but we shall call him... Fraham Goster.

He took my order and moved gracefully to the kitchen as if his feet were carried on wings. Indeed, they must have been, for this corrupt planet earth is not pure enough for feet such as those.

Thank God for you, Alessio's. And God Bless you. A life without you is not a life worth living.

Loyally yours,

Brian.

PS. The Pizza was delish.

• Pros: The all fulfilling lightness of being
• Cons: The cold and lonely existence outside of its doors