I may have mentioned, once or twice, that I was a 'husky' child. In fact, if you click on the 'childhood' tag, I would guess that at least half of the stories revolve around me eating something.My friend Chris was larger, too, though he managed to grow out of it. However, in sixth grade, we were both champion eaters. After spending the day at Landmark Lanes for 63 cent games of bowling, we went to Pizza Man to use the 50% off coupon Chris' mother had given us.
We ordered the large pizza, probably a 'Milwaukee Special' (CSMO), and the waitress informed us the coupon was for carry-out only. One of us, probably Chris, suggested a wager, wherein the two of us bet we could finish an entire large pizza, 18 or 19 inches, and if so, she'd let us use our coupon.She agreed, we ate, and we won. Is anyone surprised?
Being that we took the bus back to Chris' house afterward, there is always the possibility that this was the same trip where my watch was taken from me by a large man with a perm and a full-length down parka. Another story, another time.
However, as Saturday approaches, it's time to talk about a different kind of pie. National Pie Day is upon us! Check here for goings-on in your neck of the woods. To find out more about how to properly celebrate such a festive day, click here!
Life is short, eat more pie.