The Wood Oven - Bournemouth

Both the delivery and the pickup options are handled well. a few days ago we had delivered some pizzas to the office and over the weekend we ordered and brought us some pizzas from the store. it was so lush to eat a posh kitschige pizza on the beach. what do you want? sand, sea, beautiful weather and posh kitschige pizza. it is not the largest and the cheapest pizza that they can have before location, but crust is delicious and ingredients are also very delicious and also locally produced. it will be reordered in future.

What is better than pizza, sun and beach? nothing! this is what! expensive pizza but absolutely every penny worth and they are massif and fill!

Pizza was delicious, made on a firewood with the generous amount of ingredients, with crispy edges. they have 8 options, but they can change if required. lager moretti and singha and an ale on the hahn, with some bottled drinks. outside with views of the beach. happy with this place, would recommend it.

In any case recommend! one of the best pizzas of all time. sometimes the waiting time is quite long, but at least its worth it.. very friendly staff also!

The pizza was okay. it was a medium-sized pizza in a big box, so don't look at others with their boxes and believe that this is what you will get. the real reason for the 1 star is the personal that tries to gasse me. I had given a summer to tell me when my pizza was ready. while she sat away from the counter, it started crying, blinking and vibrating. So I went to the counter. while I was standing up on the table next to me when her summer went out. we came to the table at the same time, she held her summer up and called out her number and when they gave her food, a table of 3 people began all and summers. they all did as the dame did by shouting buzzer and numbers. Now I know he saw me as a lady in the Aame period. but he still served them first. I'm a relaxed person and I just waited, I think they ordered first anyway. After all the others had collected her, I showed my summer and told him my number. He told me I had to be mistaken because so many summers were close. he knew that my summer would sound erroneous, but he decided to lie and gasse me instead of saying that it's sorry.