Exactly. Nothing wrong with that.
They use it in Boston too. It’s definitely become the norm and it grates on me. So I fight my small battles on the internet insisting that “pie” isn’t a Chicago thing. Alas, but it has taken over, moving from the North Side like a virus because people don’t want to be seen as unsophisticated, and EVERYONE knows that all culture comes from the Gold Coast and points north. ![]()
I remain a proud Sox fan that eats hot dogs and pizza.
Good point. I heard the 30’s Friday morning and the 20’s Tuesday afternoon.
On crazy thing I noticed at Axpona, this was the first show I didn’t hear “Keith Don’t Go”. I guess Keith finally escaped to wherever he was trying to go. I’m happy for him.
Hopefully Diana went along with Keith. One can only hope.
I heard it. Twice. ![]()
They really ought to use “Sweet Jane” or “Walking After Midnight” from “The Trinity Session” by Cowboy Junkies. Single microphone. Recorded live. Huge church so lots of space. Available on SACD. Can demonstrate depth and placement in a breathtaking way.
Then again, I’d rather not get sick of those, so maybe not.
(But seriously. Go listen. Tell me I’m wrong.)
Normally we say “I want a slice”.
North Carolina is an excellent example of variation across a relatively small geography.
It’s better in Oregon. ![]()
I just want more… as in voglio solo altro sugo ![]()
Yes, Diana finally sound someone to peel those grapes for her.
Yes it’s been on the 16th street mall for some time but you always can have a frozen pie shipped right to your door from Chicago.
Diana showed up in the Luxman integrated to ESL15A room
Ah, the advantages of having a plan and forgoing the first floor.
Pizza should have crispness in the crust. I don’t understand folded pizza. Again, probably a factor of what I grew up with, but not my thing.
Interesting thing…Dayton, Ohio has a unique style all its own that’s wholly unique from the surrounding area. It seems strange that we have such a small micro-culture for pizza, but, really, it hasn’t moved much beyond the greater Dayton metro area. Thin crust, square cut, unseasoned tomato sauce right from the can, light on the cheese with a finely ground sausage cooked on top. Not quite a breakfast sausage flavor, but not truly an Italian sausage either. And concentrated within maybe a 50-square mile area.
Again, micro-cultures are what makes living here so appealing.
The secret is knowing how to eat a slice while walking, and not getting anything on your clothes.
I can’t even do that while sitting at a table.
That’s provolone. I lived in West county too. I always had IMO’s in West Port.
Yeah, I know what kind of cheese it is…was trying to be extra facetious and exaggerating my distaste more than a little bit. (I really did not like Imo’s pizza though.
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West County was a nice place to live and raise the kids during their grade- and middle-school years.
And, St. Louis is a great foodie’s and sports town. We were fortunate enough to live there during the Rams’ run with Kurt Warner and “The Greatest Show on Turf” and the Sammy Sosa/Mark McGwire, race to break Roger Maris’ home run record.
The latter was extra special b/c I was (and am) a die-hard Cubs fan hailing from NW Indiana/Chicago Land.
Cheers.