

****Restaurant hours may differ from what is listed. Please call for the most up to date hours and for reservations.**** Boston Pizza is Canada’s No. 1 casual dining brand serving delicious menu items such as gourmet pizzas and pastas, juicy burgers and our famous BP wings available for delivery or take out. Boston Pizza restaurants feature a sports bar as well as take-out and delivery options, making it a casual dining experience perfect for family, team and group outings of all ages. We have a wide range of options for your dining needs, choose from vegetarian, gluten-free, and kid’s options. With over 380 locations, there’s a Boston Pizza near you. Gather ’round at Boston Pizza.
Address and Contact Information
Address: 4 Moak Cres, Thompson, MB R8N 2B7, Canada
Phone: +1 204-677-0111
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Order and Reservations
Reservations: bostonpizza.comopentable.ca
Order: Order online
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Reviews
I have ordered brownies from here multiple times before, and they generally come with ice cream in separate containers. This time, there was no ice cream included with either of the brownies. When I called to ask about it, I was told that they “don’t give ice cream,” which is confusing because I have consistently received it in the past.
On top of that, there was no cutlery or napkins in the bag, which is basic for a takeout order.
The most concerning part was the customer service. I called before to confirm the order, and she hung me without giving any confirmation, pickup time, or details. Because of that, I genuinely thought the order had not been placed. I called again to make sure, and the order was taken again — which resulted in two orders being placed.
The tone and attitude during the call were not professional. It felt dismissive and rude, rather than helpful. As a regular customer, this was very disappointing. I hope management looks into both order accuracy and customer service training to prevent situations like this in the future.
It doesn’t.
My rating system is simple. It’s based on three things: Was the food good? Was the service good? Did I feel like I got my money’s worth? That’s it. I’m not a food critic looking for foams and drizzles. I’m a guy who wants a burger that doesn’t taste like regret and a pop that arrives sometime before I develop scurvy.
So, for the record:
· One Star: This is a cry for help. The food made me question the very concept of flavor. The service was performed by a ghost. The atmosphere was a buzzing fluorescent light and the sound of my own disappointment.
· Three Stars: This is the “Okay, well, we ate.” The food was food. The service existed. We are neither happier nor sadder for having gone. It’s the culinary equivalent of a beige wall. It’s fine. It’s… fine.
· Five Stars: This is where Gordon Ramsay pops out of the kitchen, not to yell, but to gently weep because the meal was so beautiful. The service was so good the waitress subtly finished my taxes for me. I leave feeling like I won a small, delicious victory against the day.
So. Boston Pizza. Thompson.
It’s a Boston Pizza. You know what you’re getting. It’s the same as the one in… well, anywhere. It’s the McDonald’s of sit-down pizza-pasta-sports-bar establishments. And in a town where the dining scene can be… let’s call it “adventurous”… sometimes you just want the beige wall. You crave the beige wall.
The service here… is actually not terrible. I know, I’m as shocked as you are. They bring the food. They bring the drinks. They do the things servers are supposed to do without making you feel like you’re interrupting a very important text conversation. It’s… it’s nice. It’s a low bar, but they clear it.
The food is… sigh… it’s consistent. It’s the same perfectly medium, pre-portioned, sysco-delivered meal you’d get in Winnipeg or Moose Jaw. The pizza tastes like pizza. The pasta tastes like pasta. It’s not going to surprise your mouth, but it’s also not going to stage a hostile takeover of your digestive system. It’s edible fuel. You will leave full. You will not leave inspired.
The atmosphere is “Generic Sports Pub #7.” It’s got the TVs, the dim lighting, the vaguely hockey-themed decor that was probably focus-grouped in 2004. It’s not an atmosphere so much as it is a checklist.
So, where does that leave us? It leaves us at a solid, resounding, shoulder-shrugging three stars.
It’s not a place you go for a “great meal.” It’s a place you go because your kids won’t complain, the game is on, and you can’t bear another “adventure” at a place that thinks boiling a hot dog is culinary artistry. You spend your money, you fill the hole, and you go home. In Thompson, sometimes, that’s enough. (It’s… Fine. It’s Fine.)