Ok so the other night it's raining and I want to order in, which I never do, big treat for me, yay. And I call Dizzy's and notice they have a $10 delivery minimum, and I'm ordering for one, so I just add grilled onions to the burger, and the gal on the phone says "I'm sorry that's $9.95. Did you want to order a coke or something?" and of course I say "No, actually what I want is to order from somewhere else." Isn't this the chintziest thing you've ever heard of?
On a happy note, I've since discovered that 12th street Bar & Grill has a much more delicious tuna steak sandwich for a couple bucks more, in a nicer setting. Think I'm done with Dizzy's!