SEPTEMBER 12, 2025 | FEATURES | By Michaela Ocko and Sydney McGarr
This summer, 707 Pizza Co. opened in Colorado Springs, Colo. Situated right next to the Ed Robson Arena, the restaurant almost randomly emerged on the Colorado College campus. It stirred up a lot of chatter from CC students: Do they take GoldCard? Is it CC affiliated? Is 707 the new Rastall Dining Hall?
With absolutely zero prior experience doing food reviews, but a strong passion for eating and a bit of annoyance at having to cook for ourselves all the time now, we decided to brave it and answer everyone’s lingering questions.
In about a week, the restaurant will extend a welcome to CC students by accepting GoldCard Plus. The restaurant, which seats 118 people, occupies two stories. Its unique dining style combines the feel of an arcade with that of a classic wine bar.
The part that piqued our interest? Each table is equipped with a screen that replaces the entire eating space and allows diners to eat, order food, and play virtual games simultaneously.
Our first thought: “Why does it feel like I’m putting my cup of water down on an iPad?” Something about eating on top of a giant screen felt a little criminal.
The screen allowed for waiterless ordering, as well as constant entertainment through various apps spanning drawing, chess, air hockey and memory games. Each icon could be expanded into larger windows that covered the whole table.
We were instantly mesmerized, like toddlers when they are allowed to have the iPad. As we played four-person air hockey on our table (with only two people), we looked up at each other and said, “Is this the future of dining?” If it is, we decided we aren’t particularly keen on it, and hadn’t even gotten our food yet.
Conversationally, the evening was not a success. Granted, we live together, work together and are both taking Statistics together right now, so we exhaust most of our conversation topics by 8 a.m. But for two girls with attention spans of mice, the giant flashing screen below our fingers, displaying koi fish in a pond was certainly keeping us pretty quiet.
We ordered what one might call a classic pick at a pizza restaurant: pizza. A vegetarian and a pescatarian, our selection was surprisingly unlimited. All of the pizzas could be made veggie, vegan, or gluten-free at the press of a button on our giant screen of a table, a perk that many restaurants lack.
We hit the ground running: one order of garlic bread. On first impression, we weren’t impressed. It looked almost like four slices of very flat and overcooked pizza. We’re pleased to announce that the looks could not have been more deceiving. The center was stuffed with a dense garlic aioli that was heavenly.
Each bite was perfectly balanced with the gooey pull of the cheese and garlic from the top. The marinara sauce for dipping made the whole experience even better. We were both pleasantly surprised, but things started to go downhill from there.
All of the pizza options are personal-sized, so we ordered two and split them. Boring as it may seem, we stuck with the original vegetarian pick, a margherita pizza. We thought it only fair to review a combo that every pizza restaurant has. To our surprise, the margherita was subpar.
The large amount of pepper overpowered the pizza with seasoning, leaving little room for our favorite, the highly anticipated mozzarella. But onward and upward; we still had another pizza to go.
Next, out came the Tomato Broccolini pizza, a bit more exciting order pick than our basic margherita. At first glance, the pizza looked like a classic veggie pizza, complete with a perfect cheese-to-vegetable ratio. Instead of red sauce, the base was pesto, an addition we found quite complementary to the rest of the toppings.
The vegetables on top included tomatoes, peppers and artichokes. While the description appealed to us, the pizza itself was about a 7/10. Nothing outstanding, but nothing disappointing either. Sydney, the member of our party who didn’t have to take Lactaid before our outing, definitely wished there was more mozzarella and less pesto on this one.
We wrapped up our unimpressive meal with an unimpressive batch of four mini cinnamon rolls. You know the cinnamon rolls you can get at the stand in the mall? (No hate on Auntie Anne’s, though.) This had a similar vibe. But they were a nice, sweet ending to our meal, and Sydney liked the cream cheese frosting dip.
Atmosphere-wise, Michaela, who had just wrapped up her club soccer game and was still in uniform, was freezing cold. Sydney, the weaker of the two roommates temperature-wise, was also freezing in her giant sweatshirt. Objectively, it was cold.
We noted that this would be a good environment for today’s generation of screen-zombie children, but there wasn’t a single one in sight. Was it because we were there on a Sunday evening? Or was it because parents are opting not to subject their already screen-crazed children to even more blue light at the dinner table?
Oddly enough, we couldn’t pay on the table screen, only check out. The payment required a waiter/waitress to bring a smaller device to the table. Cashing out at almost 50 dollars, we concluded that maybe that was too much for two personal-sized pizzas, garlic bread, and a dessert.
Redeemingly, they did have the good crunchy ice, if you know what we mean.