OK, this one is a bit of a tease. Though the Joe Squared pizza that was delivered to our home was the best pizza that has ever been delivered to our home (hence the award), don't expect them to deliver to yours. We don't expect to get a delivery again, either, but we could be wrong. Thing is, Joe Squared is a bit dodgy on the customer-side of things: We've gotten paper plates and plastic forks sitting in the restaurant, we've been shell-shocked by beer prices, and when we asked if they delivered, we got a shrug. "Where do you live?" Not far. "Sure, I guess so." They officially don't deliver, but they might, if someone is there who has some time, but then again, maybe not. But believe us, all the ambiguity is worth it. First bite into one of Joe's eclectic and inspired thin-crust pies--ingredients like calamari, corned beef and Granny Smith apples dot the "signature pizza" menu along with traditional faves pesto, basil, and fresh mozzarella--and all the sketchiness is forgiven. Consider this an open letter to Joe: Feed the homebound masses. This city has long needed a kick-ass pizza delivered to its door.