Text - Dining-in: it's crowded, loud, and the service is awful. I get that the pizzas take a while, but that doesn't mean that everything else should, too. I've never had a polite interaction with the staff here (nothing outrageous, but for a Champaign \""staple\"", one might think that the staff would be a little more gung-ho about being such an attraction to visitors... yes, you, I saw your roll your eyes at me when I changed my order mid sentence. Rude!).\n\nOrdering-in: A good experience because I can avoid the cramped seating and the impolite staff. Deep dish holds well as a reheat option the next day. Their sausage pizza is really delicious.\n\nOne plus: I have friends in Chicagoland who love this pizza and if we're in Champaign for a visit, we bring back Papa Dels. It travels well.\n\nOverall: If you're in Champaign, yes, it's the best deep dish there is. If you're from anywhere else, you can do better.
Group - psychism


Text - Rude, arrogant, and overtreats, need I say more??
Group - psychism


Text - This is one of my first picks when I'm in the area and craving Asian food. The service is quick and friendly, there was no wait at all.\n\nYou are given two choices: shabu shabu or sukiyaki. My friend recommended the sukiyaki, so i've always stuck with it. You get a pretty good sized meal for just $14.99. That comes with a medium-sized plate of veggies (greens, mushrooms, slices of carrots), really thinly sliced meat of your choice (highly recommend the beef or lamb), with a self-cook pan where you pour in their delicious soup base!\n\nDefinitely will come here again on my next visit to Vegas!
Group - Rousseauism


Text - Don't understand what is so great about fuddruckers. Hamberger was ok. Yeah they do have lots of options but quite honestly so does Cook Out! And they are cheaper! My husband, myself and preteen daughter ate there for $30! I felt ripped off.
Group - psychism


Text - Bomb cookies. Solid ice cream choices. Cheap prices. \nI'm in love with this place!
Group - Rousseauism


Text - Can't drive by without thinking about stopping and getting tacos. Went there late for a quick bite with some friends and it's really good at nite for some reason. I like the carnitas and al pastor tacos. Very authentic mexican tacos you'd find in Mexico.
Group - Rousseauism


Text - I'm disappointed this place is what it is as it is very close to my cousins job and she is a great coffee date.    Sunglasses are a bit of an obsession for me... for some gals, they like shoes.  Me? a nice pair of specs do it every time.   The gal at the counter was busy doing everything first before coming over to help me.  She politely (or maybe sarcastically???) told me once she got to me, that she wanted to get everything done before coming over to me.  This way she could give me her undivided attention.... In what felt like 10 minutes (was probably only 3 or 4), she took 2 customer calls -one sounding more personal than customer, and cleaned up her work space from countless samples strewn across the counter.   The place was empty when I walked in and no one came in while I was there.   Call me miss sensitive, but I feel like because I walked in on the phone and took :30 seconds to hang up, she wanted to teach me lesson.   Well, lesson learned.   Not coming back.
Group - psychism


Text - Great hot dog..pretty pricey..but it's vegas. I'm a purest with mustard. Their fries were just okay- mine were a little soggy. yum.
Group - Rousseauism
Classify the following: Called in an order to have a pizza delivered.  An hour and a half later, called back to see why no pizza yet.  Got a ridiculous story from the store manager about how the delivery boy knocked on the door till his knuckles turned red and called and we wouldn't answer.  Checked our calls, and the guy didn't leave a message.  Not only is the customer not always right, he is to be treated disrespectfully by this location of Barro's Pizza.  We say forget the order as we don't want a cold pizza that has been on a road trip for more than the last hour.  Phone call ends.  2 minutes later, pizza boy shows up.  Doesn't ring the bell, but instead gives the door a couple of little marshmallow love taps.  No wonder we didn't hear him the first time!  I tell him to get lost and learn to use a doorbell and voicemail.  What kind of place hires primitives that don't know what a doorbell is for?  What kind of delivery guy can't figure out how an answering machine or voicemail works?  What kind of manager insults customers rather than owning the incompetence of his employees and working for customer satisfaction?  A business that we will never waste our time with again!