let’s face it… I’m a fatty and clearly I love my pizza. I was over joyed to find that there’s a place not far from my house that has amazing by the slice deals. Tonight, in a desperate maneuver to get out of the house, my room mate Jacob, my hetero life mate Thomas and our fake gay love child went to get a couple slices, shoot the shit and hang out.
What a great little place. There was a live band in the bar, with better than average music, cute girls, a couple crusty punks, this really cute foreign kid who looked like Ben Schwartz and said “My English is very little” when asked if he wanted a for here or to go plate.
Anyway I really love the old booths, the beer selection and their really good Hawaiian pizza. I’m trying not to eat like total shit, but this was a nice distraction.