Pizza Is Love
I’m engaged again! Same girl. This time, Erin proposed to me! While it was a little redundant (I proposed to her two weeks ago and she accepted), she had said that she wanted to propose back to me because it was fun to be asked. She was right.
Last night was my first trip to Homeslice since I got back from the Pecos trip. On a side note, the winning kid’s entry for Iron Chef Pecos (Group Mazow edition) was the “Pizzaco”, a pizza/quesadilla mashup. While it was no match for assistant to the leader Steve Shulman’s “Big Salty Balls” (peanut butter balls coated in reduced cocoa mix / bisquick and dipped in crushed graham crackers), the pizzaco held off the pizza cravings for a little while. Nevertheless I was ready to get back into the swing of things last night.
Erin and I went to Homeslice, and once we were seated, she went to the bathroom, and said I should just order whatever toppings I felt like since she didn’t care. I thought that was a little odd, but I went about my studious task. I glanced up and saw Erin talking to Shauna, our fave waitress. When Erin returned I asked her what she said and she slyly muttered “just girl talk”. I should’ve been more suspicious, but I was hungry and unable to focus too far beyond my stomach.
We ordered the pizza from Alex (another goodie) and chit-chatted while we waited. Then the pizza I ordered came, and like two seconds later, another pizza came out, the one you see above. From my angle, I couldn’t see what it said, and after a painstaking long minute, Erin told me to stand up to read it better. I finally got it and said it out loud.
Everyone in Homeslice started applauding on cue from the pizza cooks, who were eagerly awaiting my reaction. Erin told me how much she loved me and wanted to spend the rest of her life with me. We kissed to even more applause.
For the rest of the night, everyone kept making googly eyes at us. We enjoyed some milk and cookies for dessert, and got the check. My usual pizza deal entitles me to one free large pizza with unlimited toppings, with the total for that one being deducted at the bottom of the bill under the category “eating contest”. Last night, the comp’d pizza was taken off under the usual heading, the engagement pizza or the milk and cookies weren’t even included, and “Homey” picked up Erin’s beer. Total: $0.00. Priceless.
At the bottom of each bill at Homeslice, it says “Pizza Is Love”. I couldn’t have said it any better.
I gave her (and whoever bussed our table) my reply, written in the complimentary smarties that accompany each bill.