OOBATZ

incredible pizza! very thin base, crispy & light, was able to finish off crusts with ease Polpette pizza had lovely citrus flavour throughout which cut through the fattiness nicely and the crunch of red onions were a nice touch Classic margarita was saucy in a good way, sometimes pizzas can be overcooked with the tomato turning into puree texture almost but this one was executed well with shavings of parmesan Would love to come back to try other flavours!

From the first whiff of the oven upon arrival, it’s clear: this is serious pizza. The airy, minimal space lets the oven’s heat and the smell of fresh sourdough set the stage. I started with a light vinaigrette dressed salad, a prelude that started me off without being too filling too early. Then came the pizzas. First, the classic tomato sauce, buffalo mozzarella, and fresh basil. Each bite: dough blistered just right, airy yet substantial, and a sauce that balanced sweetness and acidity. The buffalo mozzarella melted on top, intertwined with fresh basil. Second, the ricotta, meat, and scallion: rich, savory, and smoky. The meat was cooked perfectly, the ricotta luxuriously creamy, and the dough charred just enough to give it crunch and flavor. I found myself smiling throughout the entire dinner, so pleased with every slice. Dessert further cemented the experience. The pizzookie, warm, gooey chocolate chip cookie topped with vanilla ice cream in a metal plate, delivered a finish that sealed the meal into memory. Attentive, thoughtful service, buzzing energy, and pizza that hits every mark makes Oobatz essential dining. This isn’t just great parisian pizza, it’s some of the best anywhere.

As a true Pizza Napoletana enthusiast, I make it a point to visit local pizzerias in every city I travel to — tasting both traditional flavors and creative variations. In Paris, I visited OOBATZ, since it was listed among the Top 50 Pizza Europa 2025. Let’s start with the positives: their tomato sauce and cheese were well-balanced, and the ingredients were of good quality. Unfortunately, the restaurant also has some serious drawbacks. First, the service. I arrived right on time for my reservation and fully understood that the restaurant was busy. Still, one waitress glanced at me and then went on pretending to clean tables, completely ignoring me. It wasn’t until much later that a male waiter, clearly overwhelmed, finally seated me. Later, when I tried to order, the same waitress was standing near the bar doing nothing. I caught her eye several times to signal that I was ready, but the moment our eyes met, she just pretended to be busy wiping tables - it was just baffling. Then came the issue of quality control. I ordered two pizzas from the menu — Quatre and Cinq. The first pizza arrived with a visibly burnt crust (see photo). Though I was doubtful, I still tried a slice, only to find it extremely bitter from the charring. I immediately informed the waiter, who took it back to the kitchen. After quite a long wait, my second pizza arrived. It was acceptable this time—slightly overbaked, but not burnt. However, to my surprise, the manager soon came back with the first burnt pizza, saying: “The chef says this is how a Pizza Napoletana is supposed to be.” At that point, I almost rolled my eyes. Poor quality control is bad enough, but their unwillingness to acknowledge such an obvious issue was even worse. Did they assume that, because I’m Asian, I wouldn’t know what a real Neapolitan pizza should taste like? But let me be clear: that was definitely a burnt pizza. After leaving, I read other reviews and realized that poor service seems to be a recurring complaint. What truly puzzles me, though, is how such a restaurant could make it into the Top 50 Pizza Europa. Honestly, the random Neapolitan pizzeria I walked into in Paris the next day offered far better pizza—and far better service.

Best pizza in Paris; that's all I can say. I love the concept of "surprise pizza". Light, tasty, fresh ingredients and friendly staff. Small menu = guaranteed quality. Fair price. We will come back for more!

This is the best pizza I’ve ever had. Ignore the bad reviews from over-particular patrons; those not willing to pay 20€ for a nicely portioned pizza (in Paris) are kidding themselves. The service was great, the decor was simple, and the food was served quickly, fresh from the oven.

Amazing spot for the most delicious, flavorful, and light pizzas. The salad was also very flavorful and perfect alongside the pizzas. Nice selection of wines by the glass. A must visit for anyone wanting a great meal in Paris — or some of the best pizza anywhere.

Wow. Just amazing. We ended up getting 3 pizzas between two people. I highly recommend getting the chefs surprise (ours was oxtail, ricotta, chive). Definitely the best pizza I’ve had in Paris. Some of the best pizza I’ve had period. The service was impeccable. Do yourself a favor and make the reservation. Oh and get the cookie.

I have a strong opinion on pizza's and how one should prepare them. All due to our experiences at Chateau Mondou and our beloved Pizza Nights. Our guests in the holiday homes love our home made pizza's. Untill last night. It changed every opinion I had about how a pizza should taste. We made sure we were there just before opening time. Everything you do in the first 5 minutes decides the outcome of your guest's experience and this young, beautiful, friendly Spanish looking lady did everything right. She gave us the best of restaurant experiences, together with the chef, because these pizza's, they must have flown them in from Pizza Heaven. Never have we tasted tastier and better pizza's. We have another reason to make a stop in Paris on our way to Villeneuve sur Lot. By the way, the first pizza we ordered, the one with very thin sliced potato parts and a lemon topping, is in our van right now. We ordered an extra one to take home and eat during our 6-hour drive to Amsterdam Beach. We asked the chef for the recipe of the lemon topping. He politely told us it takes 4 months to prepare it. We believed him. It was that good. To end this review: a picture from Saar, our dog. Because the waitress and Saar had an instant connection.