Thursday, January 20, 2011

God Bless Grease...

Well, we landed at 1830 local, and managed to get out to our rental (a real SUV with 4wd. 8" of snow coming in overnight) within an hour; then fought our way down 93 to the suburban streets to get to our hotel.

Mel was unhappy with the trip down. MAssachusets drivers... well...

There are SOME good things about going back to Massachusetts though.

Yes, it's a borderline police state, corrupt as all hell, totally unfree, and taxed into penury...

But on the good side, they've got Papa Ginos.

Papa Ginos of course, is the best fast food pizza chain there is. It's actual real, GOOD pizza; unlike every other fast food pizza chain.

Ultrathin crust, crispy and crunchy with fine cornmeal, but still flexible and chewy. Herby savory sauce. Perfectly melting cheese. Crispy thin sliced pepperoni...

Sure, it's a greaseball pizza, and there are certainly a hundred better places to get a pizza around here (most any of the brick oven places);n but it's what fast food pizza SHOULD be.

I just had my first Papa Ginos pizza since 1999, and I missed it so.

Tomorrow, I'm going to have to find a real sub shop for lunch. See if some of my favorites are still open.