Whenever I'm on Arthur Avenue, I try a slice of Full Moon pizza, hoping I'll finally be wowed in proportion to the raves it gets from pizza fans. And, folks, I've never really been blown away by it. It's good, sure. It's got a nice, crisp crust, a certain chewiness. The cheese is good, and it's in proper proportion to the bread and sauce. But it's just never struck me as a great slice — certainly not one I'd make a special trip for.