Just because you don't want morrels and lemon-grass cuttlefish on your pizza shouldn't mean you're stuck with a pizza so boring, you'll only eat 7/8ths of it. Creatively mashing up the traditional, Garage Pizza
GP's a tiny, rock influenced joint (music docs like Decline of Western Civilization play on the flatscreen) in a Silverlake strip mall, run by two LA pizza vets (Cappricio, Hard Times, etc) who wanted to showcase the custom pies they'd perfected during pizzeria slow periods (i.e., marijuana shortages). Their blinged-out, diamond-plate gas oven produces NY-style thin-crusters overrun with novel combos like: the Game (pepperoni/bell pepper/onion/mushroom/bacon), the Annihilator (meatball/pepperoni/ground beef/red onion/bell pepper/mushroom/feta), and the Hot 'N Sweet Pepperoni with pineapple and jalapeno (sub in pablanos for the "Pab Dole"). Secret, off-menu pies include the Burger (ground beef, onion, tomatoes, pickle) and a dessert-ish banana, cinnamon, honey, and mozzarella concoction -- for when you wake up pregnant and craving a Pizza Inn "Pizzert".
For dipping sauce, GP offers "Jay's Elbow Grease," a sweet, tangy, yellowish mystery that contains "less than 5 ingredients" -- so delicious, it'll push even a cuttlefish pie into the 8-out-of-8 range.