Haven't even eaten here because I can't find a menu. Â It's not on their web site. Â I even stopped by to ask for a take out menu. Â The lady behind the counter seemed confused by my request. Â What she gave me was a flier advertising about 6 different specials but no menu. Â So I guess they don't have a menu.
Review Source:The most underrated pizza in town. The owner of this establishment is a true artisan. Don't let the punk rock facade and the cheap price fool you into thinking the pizza  is anything but magnificent, the owner often sources local ingredients and has occasionally mentioned that my toppings were picked up at the farmers market that day.
THE IMPORTANT STUFF.
The dough: Crunchy thin cornmeal dusted bottom, with a light and airy sourdough top. Never too much dough like some cheap pizza places. My temples never hurt from chewing too much.
The sauce: Not too sweet, fresh tasting, garlic, possibly wine. I'm pretty sure its made from scratch and it is unlike any of the other sauces in town.
The toppings: The usual, although i will add that the mozzarella is the best ive had on a pizza at this price point.
Beverages: Pabst, and a rotating selection of Sierra Nevada. Also RC cola!
Personal favorites: I most often go for sausage and bell peppers with extra cheese, although the peperoni is also delicious.
other highlights include: Lasagna, garlic bread, and the famous Breath of Death, featuring peperoni, garlic and jalapeños.
Ambience: the lobby is appointed with rustic wooden tables, benches, and booths. A selection of board games. A collection of vintage pinball machines. A beautiful vintage cash register, vintage dough mixers. A black and white TV playing a random selection of classics, sometimes simpsons episodes and other randomness taped from the 80s and 90's featuring period commercials. A stunning collection of pizza boxes from as far away as iraq.
There are often metal and punk shows on friday and saturday, so call ahead if you were looking for some kind of intimate weekend dining experience. Weekdays however, a fantastic spot to relax and enjoy the best pizza in town.
Legendary. You can't beat the value or the taste. I eat everything they have to offer and have no complaints. My favorite is the spaghetti, which is a heaping box full along side a half-loaf of garlic bread for $5. I like to order ahead and get a couple of games of pinball in while I wait for my food. They also have pretty legit Punk shows at this location. I recommend to anyone.
Review Source:I went to college at Chico state and monstros is what I miss most about that town! Great pizza, great owner/manager/pizza chef!! You don't need cash to get a pizza here, he used to allow starving  college students to work folding pizza boxes in exchange for a meal. My roommate worked at the lumber yard and would trade scrap wood for whole pies delivered. The owner is a great guy who makes great pizza, simple as that!
Review Source:Randam hours of operation, greasy pizza and hipsters all around leave the shotguns and meth at home kids were going to tweak pizza, I mean monstros. Need a new window for your house cuz the cops bashed it in looking for your dope dealing roomate? Monstros got your back, the pizza box will be so transparent from grease it will make for a very durable window replacement!
Review Source:BEST.PIZZA.EVER. I have yet to find anywhere comparable to Monstros in quality and price anywhere in Southern California. Another place that I always try to hit up when I go back to visit. The owner still recognizes our phone number when we call. The owner is always friendly, fast and makes a great pie. The place itself expanded from a little hole in the wall to an actual venue. Awesome job done on the front. Love the tile. I always get extra sauce on my pizzas and they never disappoint. Truly awesome sauce. Epic some may say. Their hours can be a little erratic, but keep checkin' back. The pizza is worth it. Â Keep up the good work!
Review Source:I totally love this place except they only take cash, which can be a bummer for someone going to college. Best pepperoni in town, though. Additionally, they do two things here that are amazing. One, they have sawdust on the ground and boardgames everywhere.This makes for awesome atmosphere and entertainement. Also, they serve Pabst Blue Ribbon, IN THE BOTTLE. Only place I know of that does that. Great place.
Review Source:It's hard for me to review Pizza because I love all pizza. Â I like bad pizza almost as much as good. Â And I love many different kinds of pizza. Â Monstros is a real pizza shop, not one of those gormet california pizza places. Â It's got saw dust on the floor and a couple of pinball machines against one wall. Â In the corner is a black and white TV with the Simpsons blaring. Â It's a unique and interesting place. Â The Pizza is good and it's filling and it's not pricy. Â Usually you can buy just a slice if you want. Â Check it out. Â But don't expect anything fancy, and you might have to wait a while if they are busy. Â Monstros is closed Sunday and Monday and opens the rest of the week around five.
Review Source:Monstro's is a pizza place that is also a punk rock venue. The owner is a fan of music, and an old punk rocker, from Whidby Island up here in Washington (off the coast of Seattle). One of the benefits of playing a place like that is the food: Monstro's gave a free pizza pie to each of the bands -- maybe even two. Their pizzas were ginormous, and they were tasty. We all stuffed our faces, and in the case of Stay Tuned singer Phil "Matt" E. and Misfats singer Glenolan Hamzinger, we had some pizza stuffed on the outside of our faces as well. Like all down Hamzinger's shirt, thanks to some wild gesturing on Phil's part while telling some story or another.
Monstro's is located on a residential street, and is surrounded by apartments and housing. So the show had to start and end early -- the first band was on at 8pm, the last band had to be done by midnight. We were scheduled to be 2nd, Misfats 3rd. We pulled our van up to a side door that conveniently allowed loading in and out away from the crowd.
And speaking of the crowd... I remember going to shows in L.A. when I was in my first couple years of college and seeing the older guys who played in the bands I liked. I remember kind of looking at them and being uncomfortable talking to them... I thought they were cool but they were older! They were touring! They had been playing shows and with bands for ten, fifteen years! They were old enough to drink!
And now I guess I've come full circle. We pulled up and everyone at this place but us, the Misfats and the owner were local Chico State college students, probably ten years younger, if not more. Walking through the crowd and talking to folks I could feel that same reverse tension. I am now that older guy playing in the band on tour, drinking, making wise cracks about shit only the other older guys in the other bands understand. Don't get me wrong, everyone I talked to was really cool once I got them talking and joked with them a bit -- one girl even invited us to her place after the show to listen to music and talk if we "weren't doing anything else already." It just was an odd sense of reverse time warp or something.
So, in a sense, this was to be a test of our music. Most of the themes we play are from shows that were off the air by the time most of these folks were watching tv. In some cases before they were born. I know our stuff has been played on some college radio around the country. But how well would it be received live? Our last show in Chico was at a mismatched venue, so we really didn't know how this would go over.
Recognizing there wasn't a lot of time for setup and breakdown, all the bands started setting their gear up outside that door, protected by the Misfat's and our vehicles. I went in and listened to the first band and they were seriously punking it up, loud and full of energy, getting the crowd going. I started to get a bit worried... our set was fixed by what our fill in drummer Mike had learned in the last two days, and we couldn't swap anything in or out to account for the audience. How the hell was Jeffersons, a gospel rock song, going to go over with a crowd out to see a Misfits tribute?
Seriously, I had nothing to worry about. We got set up, and I think the crowd was as nervous as we were seeing that we had no guitar (except bass), but we had a ... keytar? The house sound was being mixed by a fellow who kind of volunteered to do it -- we had two monitors on the floor and a few mikes, our vocals came out of some house speakers, and otherwise all sound was produced by us. There were some serious snafus in the vocal mixing, mostly due to the fact that no one there really knew how the system was wired or supposed to be mixed. At one point in our set the feedback was so deafening I could hardly play as it the speaker was right next to my head.
But... once that was resolved, we played a fast paced, energetic set, fueled by a young crowd who seriously dug what we did and cheered loudly during and after our songs (and in some cases surprised us by singing along). I got some awesome compliments afterwards on our harmonies and my slap bass. The energy in the place was really cool.
And to top it off, the beer was REALLY cheap. $1 PBRs in a bottle. Which was kind of scary, as there was a serious mosh pit going during the Misfats' set that included bottles skidding around on the floor (and a broken watch).
We hung out and listened to the last band for a bit, sold some merchandise, handed out some free stuff, and rapped with the locals. Great energy, great scene, tasty pizza, and cheap beer. I look forward to coming back down to Chico again.