I'd like the quality service with extra pepperoni, please
Justin and i just got back from this new pizza place a coworker told him about. It's called Nick-N-Willy's World Famous Take-N-Bake Pizza. The funny thing we wondered about is how world famous can Richardson, Texas really be? Shouldn't you be known the world over to be world famous? We spoke to the proprietor and she informed us that N-N-W was started somewhere in colorado and according to the website, covers Vancouver, so again, it begs me to ask . . .
this gets back to my previous post about claiming something you really aren't. But no matter, it's friday, i just had some pretty good pizza and who cares if Nick or Willy aren't planning franchises in Bavaria.
What we did notice was something that was interesting that we'd both considered but never spoken of and that was the urge to consume. Until now, we'd been eating pizza at a local buffet that was quite good, until it shut down. Then it quit being good. I have this mindset at a buffet that i have to get my money's worth so i'll continue to eat until until i can't feel my ass. It's this drive, that i believe is genetic, handed down by my father to get my money's worth. Now i don't know that i've ever seen my dad at a buffet and i know the man pretty much detests pizza (WTF?), but i have to act this way when i get close to a buffet. I pay 6 bucks and i have to consume my weight in green peppers. The place we went today wasn't a buffet, but, as the name indicates, a take and bake. Walk in, plop down your five bucks and get a raw pizza to take home and cook yourself. They also have personal pizzas that they cook for you onsite so you can eat in the store. Pretty good pizza. Not the best i've ever had, but that didn't matter, because the propietor (i guess she's Nick...) sat down with us and chatted, genuinely concerned about what we thought and who we were. She also recongized the next couple of people that came in the store to eat. That says something to me about service and running a business. She cared and now, so do i. I will go back, because even though i paid more than i did at Gorge Myself Buffet and Tacos, they took time to care about me, the person paying their bills and that makes me feel all warm inside my belly. Right next to the delicious, meaty pizza i am carrying with me. Pay for quality, get quality. Pay for quantity, get gas. Plain and simple. And i think Justin agrees with me (all except the gas thing).
Justin told me that when he won the lottery, he'd be investing in a chain of strip clubs...
no wait, that's me. He wants a pizza place. So the next time you drive by a Nick-N-Willy's-N-Justin's Richardson Famous Take-N-Bake Pizza shop, stop in and get some good quality service. With extra pepperoni.
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You've nailed it, except for that whole strip club thing. LOL!
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