Gino's East

Continuing with the culinary theme, today's post will pertain to true gourmet heaven as opposed to the satirical brand of yesterday's post.

Courtesy of Mr. C.W. Hardie, whose blog I would now normally link to if he wasn't so behind the times and actually had a blog, I received the finest gift a "food snob" such as my self could ever wish for. Not one, but two fresh pizzas from the world famous Gino's East of Chicago. I knew that delivery was scheduled for yesterday and after receiving confirmation via the interwob that delivery had in fact occurred around 9:30 AM, the rest of the day was spent in eager anticipation of the joy to come.

So I arrived home and was greeted by The Box on my living room floor. I immediately tore it open, disposed of the remainders of the block of dry ice and packing materials, and quickly scanned the baking instructions. 30 agonizing minutes later I took this picture:



Followed by this "artistic" shot:



While the pizza was slowly baking, I was reminded of the last time I was able to enjoy the delicacies of Gino's East. It was many moons ago, and I was in Chicago with the aforementioned Mr. Hardie. Ludacris was at the apex of his career. 2 Fast 2 Furious had taken the nation by storm. We walk in to Gino's and who should greet us? The great Luda himself? Sadly, no. Just a person who was doing everything in his power to imitate the hip hop star from the moooove bitch, get outta the way voice to the sideburns. We gave the mock Luda our name and proceeded to spend the next 15 minutes enjoying the show. I must confess, I was definitely picking up what he was laying down. But I digress.

Ten minutes after the brief stroll down memory lane I had the finished product with the tantalizing aroma of cheese, sausage, tomato sauce, and corn meal crust begging to be enjoyed with an ice cold Diet Coke. And you know me, I am anything but selfish so I had to satisfy the pizza's needs even if that required much sacrifice on my part (insert unselfish scorpion joke at the expense of Mr Lybbert here). Which it most definitely did.



In summary, the pizza was divine. Everything I had dreamed of. And more. Although it was a struggle for me to finish off my two slices, it was well worth the effort. Luckily for me, the joy spilled over to lunch today. However, today's joy was slightly tempered by what may turn out to be an annoying piece of misfortune.

After reheating the remaining slice of heaven and procuring an ice cold Diet Coke, I set up a nice shot to complete today's blog. I turn on my camera and for some reason it won't focus and it makes this odd grinding noise. As such, there are no pictures to commemorate the Best. Leftovers. Ever. Hopefully my camera will fix itself.

Finally, today's soundtrack from while I was enjoying today's lunch was provided by the inimitable MSTRKRFT. Click here to download the song of the day - Street Justice from the album The Looks.