Miami Slice Coconut Grove

After months of anticipation, I was, like most people in the grove, ecstatic to finally see Miami Slice open its doors in the heart of the neighborhood. The buzz had been building for weeks, and by the time we arrived, the energy inside matched it: a lively hum of conversation, the glow of the open kitchen, that unmistakable feeling of a spot everyone had been waiting to try. After a quick twenty minute wait, my date and I settled in at the pizza bar, right up close to the action, ready to see what all the hype was about. What I hadn't expected was that the pizzas weren't made to order at all. Instead, they sat pre-cooked on a rack behind the counter, slice after slice waiting patiently to be reheated for whoever ordered next. It was a small detail, but it changed everything about the experience, trading the theater of watching a pie come together for something closer to a glorified reheat station. The result showed in every bite. The pizza had plenty of crunch, almost aggressively so, but none of the moisture it needed to feel alive. It was dried out and overall underwhelming, the kind of slice that looks the part but falls short the moment you bite in. The crust had lost all of its doughiness somewhere in the reheating process, leaving behind pure crunch with nothing soft or pillowy to balance it out. I'd had their pizza before, back when it was fresh off the line, and remembered it as a solid 7.1. The difference this time was impossible to ignore. To be fair, the flavors themselves held up reasonably well: the leek and bacon slice carried a decent savory depth, and the pepperoni arrived buried under a sea of delicious, crispy, curled up pepperoni cups that at least brought some texture back into the mix. The caprese salad, at least, was genuinely good, a bright spot on an otherwise lackluster spread, though even there I felt cheated at every turn. The heirloom tomatoes were beautiful, alternating in deep reds, but they'd been sliced paper thin, almost translucent. Would it have killed them to give us a nice, robust slice of tomato instead of something you could see through? And the disappointment didn't stop at the food itself. The menu felt surprisingly thin for a spot with this much buzz, offering only six types of slices and four salads to choose from, hardly the sprawling, exciting selection the anticipation had led me to expect. For what we got, four slices of pizza, a tiny side of vodka sauce, and a salad, the bill came to $84, a price tag that felt steep given how the whole experience actually played out.

So far, it’s one of the top three pizzas in Miami.

I honestly don’t understand why this place has such a low rating. I’ve visited several times with my son, and we’ve always had a great experience. It’s a quiet, welcoming place with delicious pizza, and their cabbage is honestly one of my favorites. The staff has always been friendly and helpful, and the atmosphere is warm and comfortable. I’d definitely recommend giving this place a try.

So good!! I love their truffle and balsera pizza and I ordered hot honey and stracciatella on the side. Sooo good! Been waiting for a New York style pizza slice in Miami, glad it’s here now 😊

The place is terrible. In New York, you can get better pizza on practically any corner. I arrived at 9 PM, and they were already saying the waitlist for a table was closed. If you want takeout, you have to stand in yet another line outside. They don’t take reservations, there’s absolutely nothing exclusive or special about the experience, and the quality is mediocre at best. The leek and bacon pizza is terrible—it tastes like an overly creamy, buttery carbonara. The mushroom pizza is basic, and you can barely taste the truffle. The Margherita is incredibly plain and forgettable. To top it all off, they put a piece of lettuce inside the pizza box instead of giving you napkins. Is the lettuce supposed to be for wiping your hands? A napkin would have been far more useful. Completely overhyped and not worth the hassle. I wouldn’t waste my time at this place.