pizza, pizza...

i did it. after a year and a half, i went to celestino's and ordered a slice of godfather. it looks a bit strange, but, i swear, it is delicious (and i don't even like tomatoes!).


i was introduced to this pizza by my friend heather in the fall of 2004. she and i were student-curating the museum of anthropology's national photo show ("rhythm of culture"). we'd been at the museum all day, and by 4pm, we were starving. she asked if i would be interested in a pizza, and i said sure. she asked about toppings, and i really didn't care at that point, because i was so hungry. about half an hour later, the pizza arrived at the museum, and she brought it to the museum kitchen/library. i must admit, when she opened the box, i was a little shocked and dejected that it didn't have pepperoni on it. heather is a vegetarian, and it didn't dawn on me until after she opened the box that there never would be pepperoni on the pizzas heather orders.

anyway, i didn't want to hurt her feelings, so i took a slice (and the slices are pretty big...i barely finished the slice i ordered today!), and nibbled a bit off the end. not bad. that nibble turned into huge botes, and i ended up finishing the entire piece. the slice satisfied my stomach, and it definitely becamse easier to finish mounting the photos in the gallery with a full belly. we finished mounting the photos, positioning the gallery lights, and arranging the furniture at around 830pm, and decided the exhibit was ready, and we could leave.

since heather rode her bike to the museum, there was no way she could carry the pizza box home, so she asked if i wanted to bring it back to my place. the pizza was good, and i was a typical college student (still am), so there was no way i'd pass up free food, espceially pizza! i also assumed that my roommates would appreciate being fed. so, when i got back to my place, i put the box on top of the stove with a note on it that read, "have a slice. enjoy!"

well, about half an hour later, i hear one of my roommates loudly declare, "eww...that's nasty! if your pizza's moldy, throw it away!" this roommate, kelli, didn't realize that what she thought looked like mold was actually pesto. after i told her that, she decided to try a slice. another roommate, rachel, also took a slice, and since then, rachel and i have always ordered a slice of godfather at celestino's. it's so good.

the end.