Tonight we are having a pajama party with our good friends and their two little kids. We have the aerobed pumped up and covered with sheets, blankets and pillows. We have cold beer in the fridge. We have red wine out the yin-yang. We have bourbon for Ned, who will want it. They're bringing a kid-friendly movie. And we get ready to order the pizza from our standby, Fat Tony's, (normally an eat-in bar that also does some delivery) at 5:00.
"Sorry, we don't have a driver tonight."
What used to be Fantastic Pizza, down the street isn't anymore. Figuratively or literally. And their phone people have the IQ of dryer lint. So they're out.
Mellow Mushroom doesn't deliver (of course)
Domino's and Papa John's are out of the question. Their pizza sucks and they don't have white pizza or anything out of the ordinary.
Several of the other pizza delivery places won't deliver to our area. They're over by the college, which is (I kid not) ten minutes from us. We do NOT live in the booger woods. We live close to downtown.
Finally, we settled on Elizabeth's Pizza, down the street, which doesn't deliver, but will do take-out. And we called our friends and said, "Hey, on your way over here, stop and pick up the pizza. We'll make it worth your while." (We'll ply them with booze and my husband's sad birthday cake.)
So if someone wants to move here and open a pizza delivery place and make GOOD pizza and bring it to my house, please! Everyone in this part of town will keep you busy!
And don't tell me I should have made my own or bought frozen from a decent place. I almost always make my own pizza, crust included, but we'd already all agreed on delivery. By the time we figured out the delivery situation, it was too late. We got little kids to feed! And they need to eat nowNowNOW!!