After a Yankee game last month, a few buddies and myself adventured into the village for some drinking, pizza, and good times. Compliments to Uber for hooking it up with a ride across Manhattan. Upon arrival, we came across a dollar slice place called Percy’s Pizza located on Bleecker Street. If you know a thing or two about dollar slice places in NYC, they are usually run down and sketchy. Percy’s was not. Very clean and brick-walled counter serve, had a Little Italy feel to it. Without saying a word, we walked in and this little spanish guy goes “HOW MANY?” I first picked up one to see if it was worth a second. And for a dollar slice it was well worth over a dollar! Probably one of the best dollar slice spots I have ever been to. Now I know the photo is a tad deceiving, but trust me it is worth it.
However… my friends and I ventured back an hour later and decided to get a pie. $8 is worth a pie. The guy wanted to charge us $12! Now I’m no mathematician but there are eight slices to a pie and at a dollar a piece how are they selling pies at $12?! Nonetheless, I just ordered 8 SEPARATE slices *puts on cool dude shades*.
<p><b>Jason:</b> Pizza<p/><b>Annabeth:</b> Pizza<p/><b>Percy:</b> As long as it's blue.<p/><b>Hazel:</b> Nearly as good as chicken nuggets.<p/><b>Thalia:</b> Pizza's good<p/><b>Nico:</b> Yeah, I like Pizza.<p/><b>Leo:</b> Pizza is so awesome.<p/><b>Piper:</b> Pizza is amazing.<p/><b>Frank:</b> Pie shall rule the world and exterminate all pizzas.<p/><b>Everyone:</b> .....<p/><b>Jason:</b> Shun the non-pizza-worshiper<p/></p>