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Address: 1058 Commerce St E, Buffalo, TX 75831
Phone: (903) 322-1390
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Reviews
Kris V
I had the thin crust and it was cooked well. Nice and crispy bottom crust. Wish it had a bit more sauce, it was a little on the dry side. Next time I’m gong to ask for extra sauce. Service was OK, nothing special but they were kind and did check on me once for drinks. Can’t complain. So, all in all I would recommend it and I will go back next time I’m in the area.
… moregingrich83
Mickey’s Pizza is a great little pizza joint I’m a good location in Buffalo, Texas. We ran across it by accident one day, and we go back once or twice a year just for the pizza! We’d go more often, but it’s 90 miles from home. The pizza in the picture is a large thin crust supreme. They have two (maybe three) sizes of pizza even larger than this. We always get at least a large so we can have leftovers! Give them a try when you’re in that area and check out the shopping and great little coffee shop next door. You’ll be glad you did!!
… moreCynthia Clark
My husband and I are brand new to Buffalo. We stopped by Mickey’s about 6:30 on a Friday. We’d driven in from Granbury earlier and did some work around the new place before heading into town.
There were several parties there, but still plenty of seating. Cute “Texas does Italian” decor complete with deer trophies and John Wayne pictures. No Sinatra or Andrea Bocelli here, lol! The server (I wish I’d gotten her name) greeted us as soon as we walked in. She was alone on the floor – taking orders, checking on tables, fulfilling pick-up orders, and ringing up customers. But she was cheerful and friendly to everyone.
I always order lasagna the first time I go to an Italian restaurant, so their Lasagna with meat sauce was an easy choice for me. My husband went with one of the server’s recommendations, chicken fettuccine alfredo with mushrooms. We were starving, and since we’d only be in town for the weekend, we decided to also order a couple of pizzas to go; we eat leftover pizza for any meal!
Long story short, everything was delicious! We could taste the homemade pasta, and the lasagna’s ricotta filling reminded me of my Italian grandmother’s. And I loved sopping up the sauce with the garlic Texas toast! My husband said the fettuccine was amazing – in fact, he said it several times as he lamented not being able to finish his huge portion.
We both took leftovers home, along with the pizzas. I had ordered a 12” cauliflower crust three cheese pizza, and my husband had ordered a 14” regular pizza with Italian sausage, black olives, and mushrooms (his favorite). We only have a mini fridge at our new house (kitchen needs cabinets and a fridge), so we stuck the boxes in the oven overnight. We each had a slice for breakfast; even after sitting out at room temperature overnight in cardboard boxes, and reheated in a microwave, they were delicious! We could only imagine how wonderful the pizzas would have been fresh out of the oven. We ate slices again for lunch, then again for breakfast and lunch on Sunday! (And, no, we didn’t get sick from leaving pizza at room temperature for a couple of days. We’ve done that occasionally since we were teenagers, and never once had a problem).
We will definitely be going back to Mickey’s in Buffalo. I already know I’ll be trying the meatball sub… or maybe the spaghetti and meatballs…
… moreThere were several parties there, but still plenty of seating. Cute “Texas does Italian” decor complete with deer trophies and John Wayne pictures. No Sinatra or Andrea Bocelli here, lol! The server (I wish I’d gotten her name) greeted us as soon as we walked in. She was alone on the floor – taking orders, checking on tables, fulfilling pick-up orders, and ringing up customers. But she was cheerful and friendly to everyone.
I always order lasagna the first time I go to an Italian restaurant, so their Lasagna with meat sauce was an easy choice for me. My husband went with one of the server’s recommendations, chicken fettuccine alfredo with mushrooms. We were starving, and since we’d only be in town for the weekend, we decided to also order a couple of pizzas to go; we eat leftover pizza for any meal!
Long story short, everything was delicious! We could taste the homemade pasta, and the lasagna’s ricotta filling reminded me of my Italian grandmother’s. And I loved sopping up the sauce with the garlic Texas toast! My husband said the fettuccine was amazing – in fact, he said it several times as he lamented not being able to finish his huge portion.
We both took leftovers home, along with the pizzas. I had ordered a 12” cauliflower crust three cheese pizza, and my husband had ordered a 14” regular pizza with Italian sausage, black olives, and mushrooms (his favorite). We only have a mini fridge at our new house (kitchen needs cabinets and a fridge), so we stuck the boxes in the oven overnight. We each had a slice for breakfast; even after sitting out at room temperature overnight in cardboard boxes, and reheated in a microwave, they were delicious! We could only imagine how wonderful the pizzas would have been fresh out of the oven. We ate slices again for lunch, then again for breakfast and lunch on Sunday! (And, no, we didn’t get sick from leaving pizza at room temperature for a couple of days. We’ve done that occasionally since we were teenagers, and never once had a problem).
We will definitely be going back to Mickey’s in Buffalo. I already know I’ll be trying the meatball sub… or maybe the spaghetti and meatballs…
Ebo Bootsniffer
Awesome pizza! Staff is attentive and friendly. Best pizza in 100 mile radius.
… morejdiazfl
It’s not the best I ever ordered, but sure, it’s not the worst. After reading the reviews I make sure to tell them thru DD to put pepperoni on top, I like mine cooked, the pepperoni & cheese was great but my issue was with the dough itself, it was a bit fluffy not seeing cook all the way thru, both my pizza and my calzone, pepperoni in the calzone seem a bit undercooked as well. This is what happens when you are used to the pizza from the North East with more flavor and style than any other place in the country. I wish I never ordered it.
… moreAbe Froman
Real review. Tried Mickey’s after a friend recommended. OMG…I ate the entire pizza by myself. Couldn’t put it down. Anyone live or drive by, MUST stop and get a pizza. Will have the chicken fettuccine Alfredo tomorrow. If I can waddle my way to the kitchen!
… moreZoey Gideon
Mickey’s Pizza: A Grecian Hymn in Mozzarella and Olive
To step into Mickey’s Pizza is to step through a veil—not into a restaurant, but into a sanctuary of flavor, where crust is communion and sauce is sacred. Tucked unassumingly into its earthly corner of town, Mickey’s does not shout—it sings, soft and clear, like the first notes of an old ballad that somehow you already know by heart.
We came hungry for something simple. We left baptized in the sublime.
The Greek Pizza arrived like a gift from Olympus itself—its crust golden, blistered slightly by the kiss of flame, but tender beneath the touch. Each bite was a quiet riot: salty black olives, their brine mellowed by the sweet sunlight of tomato slices, and all bound together in the gentle, melting embrace of mozzarella—oozing, languid, celestial. There was restraint in the composition, a kind of humble brilliance. No ingredient demanded attention, and yet each sang in perfect harmony. You don’t chew this pizza—you listen to it.
The Caesar salad, too, deserves reverence. Crisp romaine leaves, each one verdant and vibrant, dressed in a sauce that walked the line between creamy indulgence and sharp, anchovy-tinged grace. Housemade croutons crunched like small, satisfying thunderclaps, anchoring the airy freshness with rustic weight. It was not a side dish. It was an overture.
And the service—oh, the service. The kind you forget to expect anymore: warm without pretense, attentive without hovering. The staff moved like they knew you before you arrived, like you were a regular in a life you hadn’t lived yet. There was joy in their care. There was pride. And that pride showed in every plate, in every poured glass, in the cadence of their welcome.
Some meals feed the body. A rare few whisper to the soul.
Mickey’s Pizza is not just a restaurant. It is a dream of what eating out could be, before we traded warmth for speed and taste for trend. In its quiet way, it reminds us: food is love, food is story, food is art.
And the Greek pizza? It is poetry on a plate.
… moreTo step into Mickey’s Pizza is to step through a veil—not into a restaurant, but into a sanctuary of flavor, where crust is communion and sauce is sacred. Tucked unassumingly into its earthly corner of town, Mickey’s does not shout—it sings, soft and clear, like the first notes of an old ballad that somehow you already know by heart.
We came hungry for something simple. We left baptized in the sublime.
The Greek Pizza arrived like a gift from Olympus itself—its crust golden, blistered slightly by the kiss of flame, but tender beneath the touch. Each bite was a quiet riot: salty black olives, their brine mellowed by the sweet sunlight of tomato slices, and all bound together in the gentle, melting embrace of mozzarella—oozing, languid, celestial. There was restraint in the composition, a kind of humble brilliance. No ingredient demanded attention, and yet each sang in perfect harmony. You don’t chew this pizza—you listen to it.
The Caesar salad, too, deserves reverence. Crisp romaine leaves, each one verdant and vibrant, dressed in a sauce that walked the line between creamy indulgence and sharp, anchovy-tinged grace. Housemade croutons crunched like small, satisfying thunderclaps, anchoring the airy freshness with rustic weight. It was not a side dish. It was an overture.
And the service—oh, the service. The kind you forget to expect anymore: warm without pretense, attentive without hovering. The staff moved like they knew you before you arrived, like you were a regular in a life you hadn’t lived yet. There was joy in their care. There was pride. And that pride showed in every plate, in every poured glass, in the cadence of their welcome.
Some meals feed the body. A rare few whisper to the soul.
Mickey’s Pizza is not just a restaurant. It is a dream of what eating out could be, before we traded warmth for speed and taste for trend. In its quiet way, it reminds us: food is love, food is story, food is art.
And the Greek pizza? It is poetry on a plate.
Carrie Quinn
This little gem and longtime Italian establishment is the REAL DEAL! All homemade, from dressings to dough to desserts…and home of one of the largest pizzas we’ve ever seen! Gustoso! Delizioso!
… moreStacy Highley
Pizza was great, nice and crispy. Very friendly service. Cute shops next door for a little walking around before getting back on the road.
… moreCricket Yarn Queen
We hear through a friend that Mickey’s had GF (gluten-free) pizza. They sure do. I’m posting before eating, so I can’t say if they are good yet, but they smell AMAZING. The woman we did business with was very kind and reassuring. I always feel like a burden, and she was patient with my teen son trying to buy his family pizza ❤️
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