
Long-standing choice for thin-crust pies & basic American standards in a modest setting.
Hours
| Monday | 11 AM–11 PM |
| Tuesday | 11 AM–11 PM |
| Wednesday | 11 AM–11 PM |
| Thursday | 11 AM–11 PM |
| Friday | 11 AM–1 AM |
| Saturday | 11 AM–1 AM |
| Sunday | 11 AM–11 PM |
Address and Contact Information
Address: 2350 E Division St, Evansville, IN 47711
Phone: (812) 476-1936
Website: http://kippleespizza.com/
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I went with the Fall Menu Special, starting with the soft pretzel ring for my appetizer — warm, salty, and perfect. For my entrée, I tried the donut burger, and it did not disappoint. Sweet, savory, and definitely a must-try item this season!
AJ ordered the cheese balls for his appetizer and the Cajun Stromboli for his entrée. It was his first time at Kipplee’s, and he was really impressed — from the flavors to the portion sizes.
We both really liked this restaurant. The food was great, the service was friendly, and the fall menu adds some awesome seasonal options. Another fantastic local spot to put on your list!
Because once upon a time?
It was that girl.
The food? Fire. The vibes? Immaculate. The service? Like a warm hug from your favorite auntie.
But now?
Now it’s giving ‘under new management’ in the worst way.
It’s giving ‘we don’t season anymore.’
It’s giving ‘we reheated this in a microwave and dared you to say something.’
I went in with hope. With nostalgia. With hunger.
I ordered the chicken—classic, right?
And what did I get?
A plate of pink poultry and passive aggression.
I cut into it and thought, ‘Hmm… that’s a little rosy.’
I flag the server, politely, like, ‘Hey, I think this chicken might be undercooked.’
And she looks me dead in the eyes and says,
‘Well… what do you want it, well done?’
EXCUSE ME?
Ma’am, I want it cooked.
I want it safe.
I want it not to be a salmonella roulette wheel.
Since when did asking for fully cooked chicken become a customization?
This isn’t a steakhouse. This is Kipplee’s.
Or at least, it used to be.
Now it’s just a shell of its former self.
The food’s mid. The service is cold.
And the only thing well done?
Is my patience—because it’s cooked, seared, and served with a side of disappointment.
So yeah.
Kipplee’s used to be a comfort spot.
Now it’s a cautionary tale.
And if you see me there again?
No you didn’t.