On socials
The jumbo slice is the whole conversation — people walk past, clock the size through the window, and end up inside. The dominant take splits cleanly: die-hards swear the tangy sauce, proper flop, and crackling undercarriage hold up sober just as well as at 2am, while skeptics call it a reliable cheap-eats score that leans on size over flavor. Either way, nobody argues with the value on King Street.







