A more fitting name would have been cheese bread. Or bad cheese bread. Or "don't order this." What they referred to as pizza was a rectangular piece of hard bread covered in cheese and sad looking diced tomatoes. The bread itself had the consistency of a stress ball - maybe a better use for it than consumption.

The restaurant atmosphere was pleasant, with all the warmth of a New England hunting lodge. Perfect for the few cold weeks South Florida gets every year. And, as I mentioned, their craft beer selection is pretty decent. But trust me on this, don't order the pizza.

The Lodge gets one hard, inedible slice.