Goat Hill Pizza

Club is good, but the pizza is whack. Do not eat here, trust me.

Everytime I have called or stopped by this place has been empty, or didn’t pick up. From the sound of the reviews this is not uncommon. I went one time and the place was open, but no one was there. I would really like to try this place out. Pizza buffet are two of my favorite words. Hopefully one of these days I’ll catch them at lunch or after work when they are actually open.
2 stars for no reason. I’ll give a real rating when I actually experience the food.

So the Goat Hill in Potero Hill does the all-​you-​can-​eat neighborhood nights on Mondays. This Goat Hill is supposed to all-​you-​can-​eat every day. In fact it says that right on their web site. Quoting: «All-​You-​Can-​Eat Special EVERYDAY!!!» But that is a lie of Dick Cheney-​ish proportions. I’ve been by with various co-​workers over a half-​dozen times and they’ve open for business exactly once.
But ya, that one time they were open, it was great. Go with a big party because of how it works (at least how it worked for us) — they asked what sort of pizza we wanted then they put together a pie or two with the different requests (which could be specific like ‘pepperoni and anchovies’ or vague like ‘something vegetarian that doesn’t suck’.)
It’s a really good pizza. I love the sourdough crust. I just wish I could rely on them to be open.
I do enjoy the absurdity of having a pizza parlor in a dance club.

All you can eat pizza during the day in a club that smells like sweat and cheap strippers. What could be better?
Minimal service but it’s all you can eat pizza for eight bucks. EIGHT BUCKS. Four stars.

For lunch and dinner it’s a mild mannered pizza parlor but at night it’s magically transformed into a garish dance club!
No, wait… that’s not right. It’s always this husk of a garish dance club, but they have a pizza oven in the back. And for like $ 25 per pizza, you can order a pizza for delivery in SOMA/​Fi-​Di.
Oh, but why pay $ 25 per pizza when you can stop by at lunch for all-​you-​can-​eat pizza and salad for only $ 7.95? (I think it’s $ 9.95 for dinner.) Yeah, they set out like 3 makeshift picnic tables, and a tiny salad bar (but it IS the ONLY all-​you-​can-​eat salad bar in the area), and if people start wandering in… well, they start making pizzas. However, virtually no one ever DOES wander in, so there are generally 3 people sitting in the middle of a dark, empty dance floor under club lights (which aren’t strobing, thankfully), and every 5 minutes or so a waiter wanders by and offers you a couple slices of pizza. (I was always kinda curious what would happen if like 10 people were to show up at once… it’d be CHAOS!)
The guy who works there is always REALLY polite, and when I come in, I always feel like he’s excited just to have something to do.
The pizza’s OK, the salad’s OK, the price is OK, the location is AWFUL, and the one guy is really nice… I’d give it 3.5 stars overall. (So, I’ll round up to 4 stars because they’re nice. If they had better pizza but they were jerks, then I’d round down to 3.)
But you know, I still don’t think I described this place correctly. It’s more like… like there was some mad collision of pizza and clubbing that inevitably lead to one of those old Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup ads: Hey, you got your dance club in my pizza parlor! No way, you got your pizza parlor in my dance club!
Yes, pizza parlors and dance clubs… two great tastes that taste great together.
UPDATE: For those who are either too young or too elderly to know the ads I’m talking about, watch this…

Ordered 4 pizzas for delivery and they were great.
Arrived on time, steaming hot and the sourdough crust is delish!
Can’t say anything about the eat in décor or service, but if you’re looking for a good pizza delivery place in SOMA — I’d recommend them.

As with most of the reviewers, I would agree that eating pizza inside a darkened nightclub is a weird experience, to say the least. While the pizza itself was good, the waiter service is pretty minimal.
I would come back here if I have my cheap pizza craving at work, since it is cheap, and SOMA doesn’t really have any other good but cheap pizza alternatives.

Shakira and I have something in common. Our hips don’t lie. This morning mine are literally SCREAMING up at me, through their Marc Jacobs sausage casings (er…trousers) «THIS PAIRING OF FLESH AND WOOL WAS NOT MEANT TO BEEEEEEEEEE!!!» And they’re NOT LYING. They’re totally telling the truth. And it’s all because of the 3 or 4 slices of Goat Hill pizza I ate last night. The three or four slices I ate AFTER my big, huge dinner of pad thai, thai beef, thai short ribs, and thai chicken… hmph!
Even after my relatively healthy dinner, my stomach’s shrill cries for cheesy, saucy sinfulness could not be silenced. And so it was that at 9:30, a very drunk Drue C, a very over-​estrogened Jason K, and a very whiney Autumn K ordered a large mushroom and pepperoni pizza (with extra sauce and ranch dressing for dipping) and ate it all. Every. Last. Bite. I even licked the container of ranch dressing clean with my own tongue (it is that good and therefore gets one whole star to itself). The pizzas aren’t huge and they are a bit pricey ($ 27 for a large 2-​topping) but it’s all worth it and delivery is incredibly fast. That’s a good thing, because sometimes when I’m really hungry and I have to wait, my friends start looking like food. My hips and I prefer Goat Hill over most all other SF pizzas.
My hips insist that next time we order Goat Hill, we stick with a salad. Which is a thought I find horrifying and kind of makes me want to cry. But not as bad as I want to cry looking at the overworked seams of my pants right now.

The pizza is great at this place, all the goat hill pizza’s have great pizza. That’s not why they get 3 stars…
The problem with this place is that it becomes a night club, and so they close at 7:30 on Friday night! LAME!
The hours of operation listed above are clearly misleading.
Then the guy there told us that the other GHP on Harrison would be open, but when we walked there it was closed to. Um, double LAME for sure.
We ended up walking home and ordering for delivery, which was of course delish!

In many ways I think it’s a shame that GHP (Goat Hill Pizza) has this policy of opening satellite operations in weird night-​clubs (Howard St and also Harrison St). Given how good the pizza is, its seems unfitting as a dining style.
Anyway, I’ve actually never eaten the ‘all-​you-​can-​eat’ buffet here because I can’t eat cheese and so I have to have my pizzas made to order. Instead, I use Howard st simply for take out of my favorite GHP flavors — which I guess is unusual as they seem to really just do the all you can eat.
The pizza is great, the crust is divine — just the atmosphere of the (usually empty) club weirds me out a bit. Oh please GHP — open up another ‘real restaurant’ like the one in Petrero!

It’s time for another round of everybody’s FAVORITE game… M. Night Shyamalan scrpit summary or True Story: YOU make the call.
Local pizza joint opens an annex of their successful, delicious business in an old mortuary-​turned 18+ nightclub. Patrons come for the lunch & often leave feeling satisfied, but a bit unsettled. There are mirrors high up on the walls, & every movement is reflected, but no matter how many people see something out of the corner of their eye in mid-​bite, when they turn to look, there isn’t anything there. Employees of the pizza joint won’t go upstairs to the VIP room alone. This is the room where morticians would fill the bodies with embalming fluid. They say it’s weird in there. It creeps them out. Sometimes it’s unnaturally cold. They’re scared. One day, an employee was in the club alone at night & an old woman walked in in a night gown. «I’m so scared» she said. Twice in succession. She walked outside & when he went out to find her… she was gone.
RIYL: Mystic Pizza, The Sixth Sense, Steven King novels.

Yum! I was so hungry that I had about 4 slices of pizza where I usually cut it off at 2! The cheese pizza especially was soooo goood! I can’t comment on the price since it was paid for by my work but try the vegetarian and meat pizza. Good quality and service! My co-​worker commented that our delivery guy looked like he was in his 80s who was incredibly cute, you know in the frail-​senior-​kind-​of-​way. Now, that’s how you bring in the tips!

I think in my past life I was a trailer trash fatty. I heart buffets. Pronounced to rhyme with «stuff it». As in what I do to my face when I come to Goat Hill at lunch.
I can’t imagine any better scenario than a buffet that you don’t even need to get off your fat arse to get your food. They bring it to you!
(Plus it’s awesome pizza and a great price but I mean, let’s be honest, the five stars are pretty much because it’s a buffet at which I can remain seated)

Goat Hill pizza on howard st. doesn’t look like a pizza place, let alone a restaurant.
Walking in the heart of soma, amid the nondescript buildings and the occasional warehouse, I would never have imagined a pizza place sat in a, uh, KidZ CluB.
Turns out that, by day, the club is host to Goat hill pizza, where they serve all-​you-​can-​eat pizza for as little as 7.95. By night, dinner costs a few bucks more at 9.95. Then, in the wee hours of the night, the kidz come out and play at the all ages club. Wild!
Sure, the club atmosphere is a little weird — you’re sitting on fold-​out tables covered with a plastic sheet, reminiscent of a tawdry picnic — but the price is a bargain, especially considering a slice of pizza at, say, Blondies at Powell cost around four dollars. For just six dollars more, your stomach will love you. Or hate you if you gorge yourself, fatty.
But price wouldn’t mean much if the food lacked taste. Of the seven different pizzas i tried, ranging from meat lovers to pesto cheese to italian special, the pizza certainly tasted good, though the dough was a bit too hard. Cutting through the dough with their silverware was an awful chore, and it seemed no matter how hard I tried, i couldn’t cut the damn pizza slice.
Unlike Pizza Hut buffets, where several different pizza sit under warming lights, Goat Hill has servers come around the tables, carrying a few slices of different pizzas. it’s great way to sample the pizzas, but you’re at the mercy of the servers, who sometimes come out infrequently. and if the place is busy, you better flag down the servers quick! People are savages when it comes to all-​you-​can-​eat.

*My review is for the lunch buffet*
Today my co-​worker and I decide we want pizza. Normally we always go to Portico, but today she says she is super hungry. I tell her I have scene this sign for a $ 7.95 all you can eat pizza buffet. So off we go.
When we arrive, I’m thinking this place looks like a old school night club. Sure enough, that is what it is.
We walk in and pick a table on the dance floor. There is a salad bar, that you help yourself to and then the guy comes by with your choice of pizza slices. Service was very fast and I must say friendly. Not at all what I was expecting, but still pretty cool.
ONLY IN SF!

Much like Nick’s Crispy Taco, this newest branch of the popular Petreo Hill pizza restaurant uses a night club during lunch/​dinner hours to serve all-​you-​can-​eat sourdough crust pizza and salad bar. Sever brings out the pizza and goes around the tables, so it’s not like Pizza Hut where you can go grab as much as you want. This is the same system as Goat Hill Pizza at Potrero Hill (
) on Mondays.
I worried about this place as I saw only two other customers during my lunch visit. I wanted to give them 4 Stars, but I took away a star because the empty dance floor location looked really sad when no one is there.
You feel like you snuck into a dark empty warehouse and the custodian keeps bringing out the pizza.
PRICE: Lunch: $ 7.95 Dinner $ 9.95
SEATS: They had 5 – 6 foldable tables with cheap plastic table cloth in the center floor. 3 tables for 2 on the side. There was plenty of space, so I’m sure they could bring out more tables if necessary.
M-​F Lunch 11:30−2pm Dinner 4−8pm
Saturday: Dinner 4−8pm Sunday: Closed

I have never actually been here, but they delivered to my work.
I’m not even a pizza fan, but there are some days when I feel like eating something else other than sushi and chinese food.
the ravioli made me giggle. the ladies who work in the kitchen had a hard time eating it.

Step 1: Arrive at Howard St location, not Harrison.
Step 2: Enter spacious, creepy club and choose a seat.
Step 3: Help yourself to the all-​you-​can-​eat salad bar. Actually some decent options over here (despite the iceberg lettuce) like beets, chickpeas, and tasty ranch.
Step 4: Grab an extra plate and sit down at your table with your salad. Waiters will periodically come around with a wide variety of tasty pizza options, all fresh from the oven.
Step 5: Eat a measly 3 slices compared to the impressive 6 and 7 slices your lunch companions consume.
Step 6: Pay all of $ 7.95 for this overwhelming onslaught of food.
Step 7: Spend the rest of the afternoon thinking about the slices that got away.

I’ve had a lot of pizzas delivered, but this was the first time I have ever been delivered to the pizza.
I walked into Goat Hill on Harrison and 3^rd, expecting to find the dangerous duo I was planning to meet, but instead, there was an empty dining room and a kitchen where a bunch of guys were hanging out, cooking and playing backgammon. They all snapped to attention and one asked if he could help me. I told them that I was meeting people but they must not be there yet. He asked if maybe I was supposed to meet them at the «other location» as they don’t really get many dine-​in customers and use it primarily for delivery.
Dan, the manager, went so far as to call the other restaurant, ask if my friends were there, and when this was confirmed and I asked him for directions, he offered to give me a ride in the pizza wagon. Dan the Manager, you are a true gentleman and wise in the ways of customer service, and if I were ever in need of a getaway driver in the city, Dan is the man with the cat-​like reflexes, geographical knowledge, and quick wits to get me home from the scene of the crime.
Upon delivery, I would have rated this place five stars even if they served me soggy cardboard, but the food was good. A small salad bar was there to get me started and the slices came out fast enough that the plates never sat empty. We were offered upwards of ten varieties to choose from, and the slices were topped with ample amounts of quality toppings.
The space is a club at night, and they just spread out some tables and a salad bar for lunch service, so the ambiance is a little odd and it was drafty today with a cold breeze and the door left open, but those were minor issues.
I think that on any normal visit, I might have given them four stars based on the good food and service, but for this guy to go so far above what could be expected of him (I was impressed just when he offered to call the other branch for me) is indicative of a well run business with a lot to offer and a sincere dedication to their customers.
Did I mention that it was all you can eat salad and slices for $ 8? What a steal.

I’ve just had one of the oddest dining experiences at this strange offshoot of Goat Hill Pizza (the Howard Street ‘edition’).
Goat Hill Pizza is camping out in the middle of a vast nightclub dance floor. There are about 10 tables under the lighting rigs. My friend and I were the only diners there the whole time, from 6.30 until 8.45 — not usually something that matters but in the cavernous space it was quite disconcerting — oh but of course we had our reflections in the wall mirror opposite to keep us company.
The waiter was sloppy, and had a very strange style — I wonder if he was covering for someone. First, he asked if I wanted a glass with my mineral water. Most of the time he ignored us but he took away my half eaten garlic bread, walked it round the table and then use tongs to serve two slices of my pizza, and return the same plate to me.
Later when my friend paid by credit card he was asked if he needed a copy of the receipt. While we were eating he shouted over our heads, the length of the nightclub to someone. Finally when we were leaving he told us that for next time the restaurant closed at 8.00 — that was the first we’d heard about that and that’s when we realized it was well past 8.00 pm. (… and assumes that we’ll want to go back another time…)
When I lived on Potrero Hill I loved the collegiate, friendly atmosphere of the mothership branch. What’s going on at Howard???