When I was in grad school, I loved me some Papa John's Pizza.
It was cheaper for me to order one of their pies, then to cook at home.
When they moved to my neighbourhood, I was jazzed because
a)they filled a vacant store front
b)i like pizza
c)it was pretty close to my house, so I could have it delivered
d)i felt like reliving my college days
So, I ordered a pie online. Â Which is cool that you can do that. Â I love the internets. Â I'm so glad Al Gore invented them.
The pizza arrived about 20 minutes after I ordered it. I was happy about that. Â I was surprised, and had to answer the door with my tie undone, as I wasn't expecting it so quickly. Â I hope the delivery man wasn't upset.
I took a bite, and was immediately transported back to my carefree grad school days. Â Then I noticed the garlic dipping sauce. Â I didn't remember that, so I tried it.
And I for real puked.
It was the grossest thing I've ever tasted in my entire life. Â I actually had to brush my teeth and gargle with that blue listerine stuff. Â Though it was Walgreens brand, because I am fiscally minded. Â Â The sign at Walgreens was all "Try Our Brand, its almost the same", and I just was like "Super, thats great".
The moral of this story is, the pizza is nice, but the garlic dipping sauce tastes like the inside of a teen aged boys sneaker smells like.
Someday when I am feeling nostalgic again, I will order one of their pies. Â They are inexpensive, and filling. Â Given the HUGE choice of other pizza shops around me, I'll probably call one of them first.
In the end, I'm glad we have more new business in Edgewater.