In 1992, Sam & Nas rolled up their sleeves and opened the doors to Pizza on Broadway. They were young, determined, and chasing a dream that was bigger than the shop itself.

Back then, life was different. Deliveries weren’t tracked by apps or GPS - they were guided by flashlights and paper maps, late into the night, through the Bay streets they soon came to know like the back of their hand. Every corner, every laneway, every customer’s front door became part of their story.

For more than three decades, the boys have poured their lives into this place. They still rise early to pick up the freshest produce, fold the pizza boxes one by one, and scrub the floors long after closing. This isn’t just a business - it’s their home, their craft, their heartbeat.

And if you’ve been here before, you’ll know - so do they. Sameer and Nasri never forget an order. Walk through the door and you’ll hear it: “Small Meat Lovers with chilli? Got it.” Or maybe, “Gourmet Bocconcini with pineapple?” By the time you’ve tapped your card, your pizza is already in the oven.

The story of Pizza on Broadway isn’t just about two brothers, though. It’s about everyone who’s walked through these doors and become part of the family. Over the years, staff who once slung pizzas and wiped tables have gone on to become lawyers, engineers, global fashion models, mothers, and fathers. Yet they all carry a piece of the shop with them. Once you’ve been part of Broadway, you’re always part of Broadway.

Three decades on, the boys’ fingerprints are everywhere: in the stretch of the dough, in the smell of fresh basil, in the laughter around the tables. Pizza on Broadway is their blood, sweat, and tears - and their greatest joy.

More than a meal. It’s a Broadway tradition.