Update: D. P. Dough is closed.
In a word: Take a ride in for a stranger 'zone.
The specs: #0306
Address, hours & details via Isthmus; reviews at Yelp, Badger Herald, WiSJ (end of article), Daily Cardinal, Culinary Adventures of Jahboh and Tossy, and Isthmus; mention at Dane101; chatter at TDPF; official chain web site;
JM ate the cordon bleu zone and a fountain drink.
Nichole ate the safety zone plus broccoli.
The bill was $15, or $7.50/person.
JM and Nichole gave D.P. Dough a B+ (see our grading rubric).
Try as she might, Nichole couldn't talk JM into picking up a calzone from DP Dough on our way out of Cabana Room, our last adventure, which happened to be right next door. He cuts no corners when it comes to giving each venue a fair shake.
The clientele at D.P. Dough on this frigid night was very, very campus-centric. The coastie concentration was the highest we've seen since Cosi, making us feel old, dowdy, chubby and very unfashionable. Still, the counter service was very friendly, even coming out from behind the counter to ask how everyone's meals were going.
Our calzones were delivered fast and hot, bringing with them a wave of warm bread fragrance that was possibly the best part of the whole meal. The second-best part was that the aforementioned crust held together amazingly well, keeping grease (of which there was amazingly little) and juices off our hands while being thin, light and crispy on the outside. Each calzone came with a side of chunky marinara.
Nichole found that half a 'zone was enough for a meal. Hers included an absurdly generous amount of Romano and mozzarella cheeses that dwarfed the scanty veggie fillings. It seemed like she could only get one kind of topping in each bite: here a mushroom, there a broccoli floret, now a little spinach, then an olive. Each bite was flavored with a not-overpowering amount of garlic.
- Tier 1: BK, McD, Taco Bell et al.;
- Tier 2: Arby's, Taco John's;
- Tier 3: Culver's, Chipotle, etc.
In short, D.P. Dough is decent on-the-go food, it just might not be geographically useful for Madisonians outside the capitol area, or those whose idea of "the pizza alternative" is to eat something, well, less like pizza.