A birthday tradition since at least my 2nd birthday was always celebrated with pizza.We went to our sister-city in Greenville, SC (as it's better) and ate at Pizza Inn. There was a lot of pizza places we haven't been to but I wanted something I knew would be good, or so I had hoped. The kitchen staff here either rushed things or don't know how to make a pizza. The first whole pizza came out with bubbles and a lot of bread that tasted like cardboard. The 2nd was better but not by much. Even though it wasn't burnt, it tasted a bit like it. My food was edible but not delicious. I told the company and got a call from the woman who runs the place. She seemed to be deeply concerned and wanted to make things right.