Overall Experience - 6.2
Summary : The pizza here isn't great, but it's better than what you might expect in Canton. The pies are fresh and locals swear by it.
Any man who loves to travel will at some point — some time in his life — find himself in a small town in the middle of nowhere with very few reliable food options. Typically these types of situations occur in foreign countries. But truth be told… there aren’t many solid dining options in Canton, Ohio… which led me and my friends to the town’s most popular pizza chain: Pizza Oven.
In case you haven’t been following, I recently went on a road trip from Washington, DC to Chicago. My first pizza stop was at Spike Mendelsohn’s new place — We, The Pizza — in DC. After leaving DC, our next stop was Canton, which is about seven hours away. The only notable site there is to see in Canton is the Professional Football Hall Of Fame. As we left the museum and it began to get dark, we needed to make a quick decision about what to eat. After consulting our Yelp applications and some sheets we’d printed out prior to leaving, we decided that there were no worthwhile dining options in Canton. We narrowed it down to fast food and pizza. Of course, my vote went to pizza.
There appeared to be a number of local pizza establishments that we could choose from (like Italo’s), but we settled on a take-out only spot: Pizza Oven. With eight locations in the Canton area, I figured they had to be doing something right.
The Pizza Oven location that we went to — at 3153 W Tuscarawas Street — looked like the place three unwitting twenty somethings might go to right before they were brutally murdered in a horror film. The place was literally a shack on the side of the road, and as we approached the front door we noticed a sign that read: WE WILL BUZZ YOU IN AFTER DARK.
We brought our pie back to our hotel, and considering that we were nearly starving, it was quite satisfactory. It probably tasted worse than your average New York slice joint, but at the same time… there wasn’t anything else I would have rather been eating. It’s defining characteristic was the slices of mozzarella cheese (not to be confused with balls of fresh mozzarella) that were melted on top of the pie. The cheese most definitely overwhelmed the sauce.
With every bite I took, I could more clearly envision locals suffering from what I’ve referred to many times before as a “hometown bias” when talking about Pizza Oven. That is, the unconscious tendency to overrate a beloved childhood and/or hometown pizza place.
Truth be told, it did the trick on this particular evening. And if anyone ever asks me for a good food recommendation in Canton, I won’t hesitate to send them to Pizza Oven. Just beware — I’d caution — they better place their order before nightfall.