It’s been a hectic week but I’m still at it, just a bit later than I had hoped. Last night I was joined by my friend Justin for pizza at Fast Freddies Pizza and Pasta, located on Main Street in old Roseville. We arrived at about 7PM that Friday night to about a third-full dining room with a mix of adults, teenagers and kids. Pretty much everyone was gathered near the front, where you’ll find a selection of arcade games to either side when you walk through the doors. The space is somewhat narrow and long. It took us a moment meandering towards the back before we found the menu on the wall and register. The kitchen runs most of the length and the oven area is enclosed with brick, save for an opening with a tall counter and hanging pizza stands.
There were several employees working at the time and business appeared light. We were greeted back at the register pretty quickly. The menu is a good size, and I told the guy we would need a moment to figure out our order. He waited patiently while we went over some pizza options. They seem to have just a single crust type, so no choice needed to be made there. We settled on a half pepperoni & green peppers, half The Alfredo (Alfredo sauce, pepperoni, chicken and basil onions). I asked if some of the pizzas we could see at a table near the front were larges and he said yes, so we went with that. Looking at the menu again I see that technically that was an X-Large, as they only have small(8″), medium(12″) and x-large(16″) sizes, strange. I wanted to get a little something extra and quickly picked out garlic bread from the sides part of the menu. We each got sodas and our total came to somewhere around $26. The soda machine is kind of behind the counter, but is apparently self serve since he just handed us the cups. It felt a little weird to step into that area. To the right was a walk-in refrigerator-style door that was propped open and the space had been converted to a break room of sorts with a big, worn leather couch just inside. To the left you could view down the entire length of the kitchen.
We took a seat in the back end of the dining room where it was mostly empty. They have a little tiny bar at the back where a half dozen or so beer taps are located, along with a small selection of wine, the bottles displayed on the wall in a rack. The place definitely has that local pizza place feel to it with Polaroids plastered all over the wall near us showing staff and customers. We had a narrow view into the kitchen and could see several pizzas in the big oven. Six minutes after taking a seat our bread came out of the same oven and was brought out to us. At first sight we thought it looked awfully plain. Had I looked at the menu a bit longer I would have seen that in addition to the garlic bread we ordered there is cheese bread as well. In my rush I had assumed this would also have cheese. Big mistake. The taste of this bread closely matched it’s appearance. Very plain, dry, and not even really garlicky at all. There was a hint of it here and there but basically it was toasted bread. Even had I known this was cheese-less I would have still expected a lot more from it. Justin didn’t even bother eating his second piece. Very disappointing.
It was a solid 15 minutes past when the bread had come until the pizza was delivered. Perched on the raised stand in front of us, it steamed and looked pretty good. It wasn’t topping heavy but looked to have enough for each bite. It was cut well and served easily. The crust was perfectly cooked, nice and crisp on the bottom and nearly able to support the slice on it’s own. I took my first bite and nothing happened. I tasted nothing. I took another bite. Nothing continued to happen. Justin and I both quickly commented on how flavorless it was. On top of that it seemed to have nearly no sauce on either side. It was some of the driest, blandest pizza I’ve ever had in my life. Like the garlic on the garlic bread, here and there I would get a hint of pepperoni or chicken flavor as I bit into a piece, but it was just shockingly absent of any substance. The basil onions were the strongest thing on the pizza, which really isn’t saying much. The fact that I was extremely hungry motivated me to eat two and a half slices and try a bite of Justin’s half. I gave up on it. It was just not at all good save for the texture of the crust. We both offered each other our leftover slices to take home, haha.
I asked my brother his thoughts on Fast Freddies and he said he and his wife like it so maybe this was a dud, but wow, a dud of epic proportions. I can say for certain that I won’t be trying this again unless someone else buys and sets it directly in front of me. The staff seemed friendly enough, but that really needs to come after solid pizza.