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Tampa Bay Restaurant Reviews
Tate Brother's Pizza I managed to limp past the juke box and procure a spacious booth in which to rest my gangrenous left foot. I ordered a pitcher of Michelob Amber Bock which was not only priced modestly, but handily anesthatized the throbbing torment creeping up my left leg. The young, attractive bartender recommended a pizza and, noting my 450 pound frame, thought a large could quelch my ravenous appetite. Taking her advice, I ordered a large pie with sausage, pepperoni, meatball, onion, green pepper, garlic, mushrooms, anchovies, extra-cheese, and ham. Suddenly remembering my diet, I told her on second thought to leave off the garlic. I relaxed and watched the Florida Gators wrestle a red-clad team of collegiate footballers on the big screen TV Tate Brother's has set up in the dining room. The pizza soon arrived and was every bit as delicious as I imagined. Truly a first-rate pie. I thought to myself, "If it wasn't for the hideous condition of my lower limbs, my dire financial straits, and the fact that my ex-wife is demanding 80% of my salary, this would be the life. Tampa Bay Brewing Company Does the chef simply have a predilection for this bearded, horned mountain dweller? Or is something much more disturbing. Something so shocking, so horrifying that even I, despite the relative anonymity of the World Wide Web, am afraid to speak of? Tate Brothers Pizza, take 2 Albi's 123 Bella's Italian Cafe Champions Soprts Bar |