Juliano's

by aron s.

More places like this need to exist in Seattle... soo off the wall and bizarre, you are immediately transported to another place.   The best part is talking as much shit as possible with the owner, and you definitely cannot be in any form of hurry, or have any real expectation on the final product... though the general consensus is that it is quite good for what it is.  It's no via tribnuli... but it is the *yum*This is the perfect tourist spot to take your eccentric/open-minded friends in the late hours.   Seriously, you can talk to this guy about ANYTHING, nothing wills suprise him... ridiculous.

by Billy A.

Best vegan pizza in Seattle (sorry Pizza Pi...you're awful).  Juliano's has tons of toppings to choose from, including vegan faux sausage, ham, turkey, pepperoni, etc.  Also, they're open really late.The guy who runs the place (I'm assuming he's Juliano) is very nice.Check it out!

by Liza Z.

A friend of mine who lives down the street recommended the place and we set out on foot for some pizza at 10pm. He managed to forget his wallet and had to return and I continued my quest following his directions which turned out to be useless because my nose showed me the way. And the soundtracks from the Baltic Room created a nice ambiance.

by Katie S.

Alright, people. For those of you who can eat cheese (*sigh*)- great, GOOD for you. Live your life, eat your chevre, your smoked Mozzerella with gusto, you bastards! MANGIA! Regular good ol' pizza, ain't too hard to find.So.. when a few fellow yelpers pointed me in the direction that is, "Juliano's", I was happy.. even happier when I saw the 'Vegan PIzza' text on the door. NO longer was I that kid on the kickball court who's always picked last.. NO longer was I that girl who sat at home on prom night b/c, well, "he's just not that into you'. I found a place. A place where the dairy free are no longer a statistic; no longer left out in the cold, cold 'dairy lovin'' world. A place where pizza and soy cheese reside in complete harmony. Finally.Juliano (who's a lovely individual, btw) makes your slices howsevers you wants 'em. He's got this giant flatscreen menu (yes, a little odd)- you just pick what you like (by the slice even) and he'll make it fresh for you! Kalamata, spinach, artichokes, pepperoni, etc, etc.The decor is pretty bad, but when a vegan or cheese free individual finds a place where they can eat pizza, they could really give two sh*ts about what the interior looks like.I ate the pizza like Kobayashi does his dogs. I almost ordered a second- hell, my company (albeit, a bit surprised at my binge) encouraged it. It was that good.Something odd- the menu with alternate toppings such as vanilla protein powder, raisins, rolled oats? Yeaaaaaah. Not so much..Juliano's is easily top on my list of cheap eats. Not super cheap in the grand scheme of 'by the slice' ($5- for two med size pieces) but pretty cheap for a quick, delicious bite. Good for anyone who enjoys a great slice.. Even cheese heads.. you dairy lovers.Yes, you people are allowed in here too, you know. He also uses that real stuff.

by Rachel R.

i am probably the worst person in the world to review a pizza place . . . because i don't like pizza.  although after a night of serious boozing, and you're starving, and its past 2 AM - you eat what you need to eat.  i didn't even know this place existed. i must walk past it constantly and never noticed . . .  until last night. it was the final perfect cap in what was most definitely the most bizarre night ever.i don't even know where to start the bizarreness of this place . . . was it he rum and cokes or is the owner was a total trip? the music was crazy loud, and for 2 something in the morning is was kind of packed. lots of drunks and cracked out Israeli's that had been clubbing at the Baltic Room. While I sat patiently  waiting for the pizza admiring the insane neon decor and the overall grubbiness of the place, I was even promised a trip to Tel-Aviv! you can't top that!so as soon as i got my pizza slice, i booked it the hell out of there to eat in the safety of my home.  and you know  . . .  grubby decor, crazy clientèle, sort of insane owner aside - the pizza was really good! the toppings, cheese and crust all seemed real - like pizza should be, not the processed funk i usually associate with pizza.  and i loved that the crust wasn't thick and doughy. it was thin crispy and perfect! in short: i will most definitely return the next time i'm drunk and hungry on capitol hill after 2 AM.

by Lindi M.

Alright, this place would have gotten more stars if it weren't for the annoyingly loud "karaoke" going on here. What the hell is that about? I hate to use cliche terminology, but "buzz kill" is a good way to describe the atmosphere. The inside is kind of drab, kind of sad, but I wasn't there for the atmosphere, I was there for the pizza!I ordered a slice, ONE slice of pizza and was surprised how long it took to get it. The pizza takes more than a few minutes (more like 30) to go through their little conveyor belt oven thingy. But, I had someone tell me he was convinced they put crack on their pizza, so I figured I might as well give it a try. I think he was right. It was really, really, really good pizza, especially when you are drunk at 1 in the morning. (Although, that's not always the best time to be judging anything).The good thing about this place is that it pleases everyone - whether you're a vegan, vegetarian or a "carnivore" like me - you'll find something to eat!

by Jennifer S.K H.Nader A.Katie B.Suzanna C.

What a dive!  I say that though with a lot of affection.  Its been a year since I lived on The Hill, and I miss it.  You don't get these type of restaurants on the East Side.  I ordered the gluten-free pizza with marinara sauce, 4 cheese blend, mushrooms, tomato, onion, and tofu.  It was so very good!  We actually were pretty disappointed not to think about ordering two, since we wanted more.  I will definitely be back.I'm not anti-gluten, so I'm comparing their pizza to any sort of pizza, and I'll say that Juliano's pizza is 3-star pie. It's very thin, which I like. But the ingredients are average. But what bumps it up to "Yay! I'm a fan" are the other factors. Juliano himself is a super nice Latin dude who likes to entertain everyone by playing old YouTube videos on the big screen. He played '81 Journey videos, 60s Astrud Gilberto videos, etc. And you can write on the walls, which is always a hit with me.Ever have a "once in a lifetime" dining experience, that, no matter how much time passes, you can't get out of your mind? So memorable that every time you see, smell, or taste another pizza your thoughts are inexorably drawn back to that one night?Now, what if that experience was unique and memorable because it finally gave you the answer to that eternal question: what is the WORST pizza place on earth?Go ahead, ask me. The worst? Yep, Juliano's was simply the worst pizza I've ever paid for, served by one of the creepiest guys I've ever encountered, in one of the dirtiest and weirdest holes in the wall I've ever stumbled into or out of. Sweet Buddah, this was atrocious!It was late, My Lady and I were STARVING after 5+ hours with nothing but PBR and well drinks to eat at a nearby ska show we'd just gotten out of, all we'd seen were closed restaurants. We saw that Juliano's was open, and someone had just pointed us in this direction saying there was a late-night pizza joint that would still be open, so we gave it a shot.Upon walking in it felt like nothing so much as being teleported to a retarded youth hostel in Eastern Europe. Given that The Baltic Room next door was pounding out hideous dance music, and peopled with early twenty-somethings doing their best Eurotrash impressions, maybe they were going for a low-rent Estonian aesthetic.Inside the walls looked to have been painted with industrial-grade, white Killz basement paint. On these walls, the ceiling, and virtually every other flat surface were the scrawled missives of people who obviously had a tenuous grip on either sanity, sobriety, or both. It also looked as if Juliano's relied upon the transient visitors to do the basic housekeeping and cleaning (read: it was shabby, unkempt, and a little grimy).That cheap hostel feel was only amplified by the amount of foreign language graffiti and a flat panel screen playing youtube clips of foreign-language music videos, including multiple versions of "The Macarena"!Two young girls were making playlist suggestions and whatnot to the guy behind the counter but certainly NOT ordering any food. We stood there for a moment, peered up at the other flat screen monitor above the counter (this one featuring their menu), and waited patiently. Soon the girls noticed us waiting and mumbled something about him being their friend, they weren't ordering, they ambled off.We stepped up and the counter guy promptly turned and walked away. Awkwardness ensued where I wondered if this really was in fact a place of business, then he comes back and simply stares at us with dull, heavy lidded eyes and a slight grin. No greeting, no words at all. All I could think of was, "is this guy high?"We asked if they had slices, he ever-so-slightly inclined then tipped his head. "Uhhm, cheese? pepperoni? what's available?" He tilted his head and looked at the menu screen. Still no words.Figuring they would just be making whatever we ordered we went with a 1/2 pepperoni, 1/2 cheese pie. Finally words: "$15". Not a bad price, I thought as I handed over some bills.We sat down as he fiddled bit with the futuristic looking floppy rubber keyboard on the counter before returning to making youtube song selections for a couple minutes. After a while, he walked around to the kitchen area and started making...something. Funny, I had imagined since he didn't immediately start making our pizza they must have another employee in the back...but no, Stony McEcstasy was the only guy working.A few more interesting, less than sober folks arrived - one of whom thought I was "a cowboy" because I was wearing a straw Panama.Finally, maybe 15mins later, he makes hazy eye-contact with me, "box?" I tell him, "yeah, it's to go." We scoop up our pie, make a hasty escape from the twilight zone, and about 5mins later we're in our room, open up the box and...what the living hell am I looking at?It smelled like burned plastic. The pepperoni looked like slices of a SlimJim, and were strewn about like confetti tossed by Rip Taylor. The cheese was not properly melted - kinda like those vegan "Veggie Shreds" that refuse to melt no matter how hot the oven gets. Oh well, maybe it tastes better than it looks/smells.It didn't. The toppings fell off in a clump as I picked up a slice, leaving something like a soggy saltine in my hand. I took a bite and it crunched [?]; the sauce was thin and really sweet. Once I piled the cheese and pep back on it and took another bite it was like eating dirt. Greasy, alternatingly burned and uncooked dirt. Hideous, truly hideous!I halfway suggest you actually DO try Juliano's. Not because I have any faith that you might have a better pizza - I don't believe a good place having a "bad night" could ever be as epically horrendous as this - but rather, I want you too to be able to answer that question with personal knowledge: Where is the worst pizza place on earth? My vote goes to Juliano's.I randomly stumbled upon Juliano's one night.  It was actually on the way home from eating dinner.  But Vegan pizza!  I couldn't pass it up.  So, full stomach and all, I convinced my boyfriend that we needed to order a pizza for later.  Because usually you get home from dinner and want to eat again anyway, right?  Ok, maybe not, but vegan pizza!  So awesome!  So I ordered vegan ham and pineappe.  And of course it wasn't as good as real ham, but close enough!  The pizza was delicious.While waiting for the pizza to be made, the owner played foreign YouTube music videos.  Weird, but also awesome.The first time I ate here I was more impressed.  This time... I came out of there a bit frustrated.  I ordered a sun-dried tomato crust and he switched my order for brown rice.  Now, to be fair, he swapped them out because apparently the sun-dried tomato is not completely gluten-free and he had assumed that I was allergic to gluten.  But to be charged $16 for an extremely thin (cracker thin!) pizza that wasn't even made out of the dough I requested did not make me a happy camper.  Overall, this place makes okay pizza, but it is way overpriced.  I do appreciate the choice of soy cheese, particularly since I can also pair it with real meat (I'm not vegan - just lactose intolerant!).  But I don't think I'll be going back here - I by far prefer Pizza Pi (which is also much more reasonably priced).

by James E.

Just so we're all clear, fake cheese is simply that: fake. I've known many a vegan that attempted to make cheese out of almonds, water and nutritional yeast, but need I even point out how unappetizing that combination is? For the love of Sweet Merciful Baby Jesus, just eat cheese! Unless you're lactose intolerant, such as myself, at which point you have no choice but to use fake cheese.To date - nay, to wit - I haven't found a better place than Juliano's that can transform fake cheese into an amazing topping for vegan pizza.A friend told me about Juliano's, so I made a stop into the joint one afternoon for a slice. Most pizzerias I know back in NY are grab 'n' go, so it was nice to see seating. I ordered one slice but was given two, which apparently is how pizza's done here. Whatever, I got more for my money and was presented two slices of pizza: nothing more than thinly-sliced fake cheese heated just until it fused with the tomato sauce. Before I started on my second slice, I found myself wanting to suck whatever sauce may have trapped itself betwixt my finger and nail. This is the best vegan pizza that, to date, I've ever had.If you're looking  for ambiance, you got lost on the way to your final destination. If you're looking for stellar pizza that caters to the lactose intolerants of Seattle, bring a newspaper to read whilst you wait.

by Kayla P.

Just so ya know: I'm pretty much going to give any allergen-friendly place to eat 5 stars, unless it truly sucks.  Maybe 4 stars, if something negative sticks out in my mind.  I am just incredibly appreciative of places like Juliano's that makes it so I can safely and easily eat out.  The menu was clearly marked which ingredients were gluten-free as well as vegan.  I had a superbly delicious gluten-free pizza, and my partner seemed equally as satisfied with his [non-GF full of meat] calzone.  Really, it was good, and loaded with toppings.  The only downside is that you have one choice of sizing on GF pizzas (10-inches).  However-- oh well, I ended up eating the whole thing anyway.  Hey, it was my birthday and I was hungry.  Juliano was also very patient with our slow decision-making process, and yet eager to help us figure it out.  Personally I appreciate the hole-in-the-wall eateries.  The inner workings of the place really didn't seem that "different" to me, as some of the other reviewers suggest.   The complete lack of pretentious BS is just fine with me.  I felt pretty comfortable in there.

by Nader A.

Ever have a "once in a lifetime" dining experience, that, no matter how much time passes, you can't get out of your mind? So memorable that every time you see, smell, or taste another pizza your thoughts are inexorably drawn back to that one night?Now, what if that experience was unique and memorable because it finally gave you the answer to that eternal question: what is the WORST pizza place on earth?Go ahead, ask me. The worst? Yep, Juliano's was simply the worst pizza I've ever paid for, served by one of the creepiest guys I've ever encountered, in one of the dirtiest and weirdest holes in the wall I've ever stumbled into or out of. Sweet Buddah, this was atrocious!It was late, My Lady and I were STARVING after 5+ hours with nothing but PBR and well drinks to eat at a nearby ska show we'd just gotten out of, all we'd seen were closed restaurants. We saw that Juliano's was open, and someone had just pointed us in this direction saying there was a late-night pizza joint that would still be open, so we gave it a shot.Upon walking in it felt like nothing so much as being teleported to a retarded youth hostel in Eastern Europe. Given that The Baltic Room next door was pounding out hideous dance music, and peopled with early twenty-somethings doing their best Eurotrash impressions, maybe they were going for a low-rent Estonian aesthetic.Inside the walls looked to have been painted with industrial-grade, white Killz basement paint. On these walls, the ceiling, and virtually every other flat surface were the scrawled missives of people who obviously had a tenuous grip on either sanity, sobriety, or both. It also looked as if Juliano's relied upon the transient visitors to do the basic housekeeping and cleaning (read: it was shabby, unkempt, and a little grimy).That cheap hostel feel was only amplified by the amount of foreign language graffiti and a flat panel screen playing youtube clips of foreign-language music videos, including multiple versions of "The Macarena"!Two young girls were making playlist suggestions and whatnot to the guy behind the counter but certainly NOT ordering any food. We stood there for a moment, peered up at the other flat screen monitor above the counter (this one featuring their menu), and waited patiently. Soon the girls noticed us waiting and mumbled something about him being their friend, they weren't ordering, they ambled off.We stepped up and the counter guy promptly turned and walked away. Awkwardness ensued where I wondered if this really was in fact a place of business, then he comes back and simply stares at us with dull, heavy lidded eyes and a slight grin. No greeting, no words at all. All I could think of was, "is this guy high?"We asked if they had slices, he ever-so-slightly inclined then tipped his head. "Uhhm, cheese? pepperoni? what's available?" He tilted his head and looked at the menu screen. Still no words.Figuring they would just be making whatever we ordered we went with a 1/2 pepperoni, 1/2 cheese pie. Finally words: "$15". Not a bad price, I thought as I handed over some bills.We sat down as he fiddled bit with the futuristic looking floppy rubber keyboard on the counter before returning to making youtube song selections for a couple minutes. After a while, he walked around to the kitchen area and started making...something. Funny, I had imagined since he didn't immediately start making our pizza they must have another employee in the back...but no, Stony McEcstasy was the only guy working.A few more interesting, less than sober folks arrived - one of whom thought I was "a cowboy" because I was wearing a straw Panama.Finally, maybe 15mins later, he makes hazy eye-contact with me, "box?" I tell him, "yeah, it's to go." We scoop up our pie, make a hasty escape from the twilight zone, and about 5mins later we're in our room, open up the box and...what the living hell am I looking at?It smelled like burned plastic. The pepperoni looked like slices of a SlimJim, and were strewn about like confetti tossed by Rip Taylor. The cheese was not properly melted - kinda like those vegan "Veggie Shreds" that refuse to melt no matter how hot the oven gets. Oh well, maybe it tastes better than it looks/smells.It didn't. The toppings fell off in a clump as I picked up a slice, leaving something like a soggy saltine in my hand. I took a bite and it crunched [?]; the sauce was thin and really sweet. Once I piled the cheese and pep back on it and took another bite it was like eating dirt. Greasy, alternatingly burned and uncooked dirt. Hideous, truly hideous!I halfway suggest you actually DO try Juliano's. Not because I have any faith that you might have a better pizza - I don't believe a good place having a "bad night" could ever be as epically horrendous as this - but rather, I want you too to be able to answer that question with personal knowledge: Where is the worst pizza place on earth? My vote goes to Juliano's.