Our buddy Steve called about the time we were wondering what to do about dinner with only frozen chicken and some green beans in the fridge.
“Hell, yes, we’ll meet you and your friends for pizza at Gino’s East!”
We didn’t know everyone there that well, but several pitchers of Coke and a black olive-pepperoni-garlic deep dish pizza later, it was much more betta.
Oh. My. God. That extra garlic with the olives totally MADE that pizza work. Golf claps were awarded to the person who chose the ingredients. It was a fine time and it was nice seeing some familiar faces and getting better acquainted.
Of the many topics of conversation covered (such as Steve’s continued attempts to find companionship through a dating service) this one was the best.
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