Yes, I'm one of those grumpy old sentimentalists when it comes to the Stash (insert raspy voice, "in the good ol' days" etc). In brief, the new huge Stash is never going to capture the charm, the magic and the vibe of the old, tiny place, where the wait was ever so worth it and part of the experience (and a good excuse for a few beers). There was just nothing like stepping into the coziness of the place on a bitter, wintery night, the blast of the oven in your face, the smell of pizza crust making you dizzy.
No doubt the pizza is still great. And I don't begrudge the owners' desire and ambition to go bigger. I just find off-putting is the big gift store in front, no thin crust, the salad bar (no more Lisa's Roughage and IMO one step up from a hotel buffet) and uneven service (e.g., it took 20 minutes to get two drafts during the unbusy hour of 4:30pm)
But one good thing is the diminished experience will encourage us to explore other restaurants on our trips to CB.
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