Monday, December 15, 2008
Crazy, but true.
Ever since I had true Chicago-style pizza on a trip through Chicago when I was 14 I've loved the taste of it. The deep dish pie has a tall crust and loads and loads of cheese with sauce on top. Now, that much cheese isn't for everyone, but this is coming from a girl who once ordered triple cheese on a pizza when she was 8 years old at a Pizza Hut. I just remember chewing gobs and gobs of cheese... and loving every minute of it.
Last week when I was heading home from Arizona, I was flying through Chicago and decided that I absolutely HAD TO HAVE a Chicago-style deep-dish pizza. I had it all set up. Since Midway airport didn't have a deep-dish pizza place on the premises, Kevin would call in the order to the nearest pizza place outside of the airport while I was in flight and have a pizza delivered there during my layover. I know he spent a long time on the phone going back and forth with the pizza place about what time to deliver, where I'd be waiting, etc, etc. And I was a little concerned I wouldnt be able to pull it off. But to my exitement, as I ran through security to the ticketing counter and out the door, there was the pizza delivery man, waiting for me with a fresh, hot deep dish Chicago pie. Folks... this is a happy moment in a foodie's life. Yes, yes it is.