Top of the Ninth

We picked up some pizza from there and what can i say? Definitely not amongst the best we’ve ever had! :) We’ll order again if we have no other option though. :)

Note #1: They also sell some mixed drinks in addition to beer but do not sell wine from what I could tell.
Note #2: I didn’t get their hours, but when we went there last night (Saturday the 13^th), we were told that their kitchen closes at 11PM.
Enough was enough! After seeing their faded sign on Darlington Road out in Kayland, I decided to bring her here tonight to quell my curiosity
Pizza, hoagies, wings, salads, and fried munchies monopolize Top of the 9^th’s bill of fare, so we chose pizza.
Before our pie arrived, we snacked on a basket of fried pickles. They appeared to be beer battered and didn’t lose their tartness or rigidity in the fryer. It could be that their bizarreness has waned being that I’ve had them a few times since seeing Emeril Lagasse make them on his television program a few years ago. Deep fried pickles are Six Feet Under covering AC/​DC songs; you’re really interested in hearing a death metal take on such hard rock standards, but once you do, you’re putting Graveyard Classics 2 away to collect dust while you reach for Back In Black.
Ok, ok, maybe you didn’t get my esoteric reference. What I was trying to say was that having deep fried pickles has only made me want to eat the cold, naked variety all the more. Top of the 9^th does a respectable job on this bibelot of Southern cooking, however.
Then came the pie, complete with the Kay Kombo plus extra cheese (our waitress told us that adding a 4^th topping would save us a few bucks). The cheese was a wondrous mozzarella overload, but the pineapple, bacon, and black olives were exiguous to the point where I almost forgot that bacon and black olives were supposed to be on the pizza. I almost had to squint to find the bacon.
The crust was like a heavy sour dough bread, which I like but not as a pizza shell. The bottom was crispy, the outer edges had a dog biscuit-​texture, and the inside was porous and fluffy. This wasn’t a repugnant pizza by any stretch of the imagination, but I’ve had too many transcendent pies in Beaver County alone, and thus I wasn’t overly pleased either.
For dessert we tried a fried pizza dough dessert that merely tasted like pillows of toast dusted with cinnamon and sugar. Again, I’ve had much better.
Top of the 9^th loses by 2 runs in extra innings.
P. S. The service was friendly and fast. Our pizza came before we thought of it, and since we were the only patrons in the dining room when we arrived, our waitress gave us the remote. Kay put Animal Planet on, and none of the subsequent customers seemed to mind.