Pack all your choices up..

The best place was a small chain, no longer in business, Mike's Pizza.

The original place had the window with the dough tossers working in it...

If you lost all your senses you knew it was a pizza joint. The smell was like a
shovel to your head-without the unpleasant 'sleeping with the fishes' afterparty. sawdust on the floor, beer on tap and cheap Italian wine!!

AMORE!

Thin crust and anything you wanted on the sucker....None of that pineapple/spinach/tofu here......

The pizza came on a pizza dish covered with paper that soaked up the olive oil, the rest of it would run down your forearms...
You have to make sure you brought a newspaper with you, box up the left overs, place it in the back seat of your car, without the newspaper under it, and the hottest summer days would make that stain remind you of the day!

The BEST antipasto salad on the planed and the garlic bread was the deal breaker.....

After your date no amount of CERTS or those peppermint candy got the garlic out of your tastebuds...and the belches on the way home guaranteed a handshake on the doorstep.....

God I miss that place.