I used to love the show 24. Loved it. But last season...eh. Even Jack Bauer has his limits.

But that doesn't mean I can't share my 24-themed, radio active pizza with you all.



At first I was unsure what to use for the black part. "Black beans?" I asked my brother. "Hey," he shrugged, "it's your nose." Black olives were viewed as a safer choice.

The rest was pretty standard. Boboli wheat crust, Prego pizza sauce, mozzarella, and (of course) Jack cheese.

Oh Jack Bauer, I only hope next season is better.

Today I discovered this news story about a guy who robbed a Papa Johns last night - on Christmas Eve Eve.

And the worst part? He didn't even do it for the pizza, he did it for the money. Clearly this guy is mixed up in the head. Like that time I got hit on the head with a pan and liked anchovies on my pizza for a week. Man, that was a crazy week.

But my real question is this: What's up with the K-9 unit on the scene? See it in the picture there to the left? Papa Johns in the back. K-9 unit in the front. Why would they torture those poor dogs by making them smell hot, delicious pizza? Seriously, cops, what's up with that?

Ok Josh-

I'm trying this one out. I'm branching away from pizza (just for a bit!) to talk about how to make awesome homemade crunchy tacos.

Make everything the way you normally would. The meat with the seasoning, buy regular yellow corn taco shells, sour cream, cheese, lettuce, whatever.

Then. The secret is to take the seasoned meat and put it in the taco shells and then heat up the taco shells. With the meat in them. Just for like 5 minutes. So that when you take the tacos out and begin to eat them, the bottom of the shell is a tiny bit chewy and crunchy all at once. And heating up the seasoned meat in the oven gives it an extra bite.

It's awesome, Josh. Just trust me for once!

Tacoed, Kate

Pizza man. Sounds like it says it all. It even had on it sign out front "ice cream man inside!" meaning they had awesome ice cream inside as well.

Not so much.

First of all, it was Saturday night, and our party of four was one of the only parties in there. And it was a pretty big space (the outside looks like a souped up barn).

We got the family special which was a large 16" pizza with one topping, the salad bar, and a pitcher of Pepsi. Good deal, right?

Not so much.

The salad bar was a salad bar with a big bowl of brown-turning iceberg lettuce. Next to it were bowls of various topping: too white (read: very fake looking) eggs, undercooked bacon, black and green olives, over-seasoned croutons, etc. etc. Not too bad, I guess. They did have a spectacular poppy seed dressing, though. They also had chocolate pudding and macaroni salad.

The macaroni salad (and usually I'm a huge fan of macaroni salad) was basically macaroni noodles with mayonnaise. Not so bad, I mean, I still ate it. The chocolate pudding tasted like really generic pudding, it left a cardboard box-y, chalky taste in your mouth afterwards. You know, the kind of taste that makes you say, "Oh! That's actually prett- ...wait. Nope."

Then the pizza came. We got half sausage and half pepperoni. I really liked the crust.

...

And the Pepsi was good.


Pizza eh, Kate



Pizza Man
611 Edwardsville Rd
Troy, IL

This news story is pretty great. It's about a guy who tries to steal a pizza-delivery car but can't get it out of gear so...oh you can just read it for yourself.

[the full article here]

There are some people who like to do something while eating their pizza. For some it's watching the big game. For others it's sitting around with the family on "board game night". And then for a select few it's enjoying porn.

Don't get too excited. I haven't found a porn and pizza place. I did however find Nancy's on Broadway (which happens to be located next to a adult bookstore). For those of you who were hoping for a place combining both your passions of pie and porn..well...you'll just have to wait for a Smut n' Slice to open in your neighborhood.

Porn aside, Nancy's has a damn good slice. Though unlike previous places we've reviewed like Pizza Ria and Renaldi's, the pizza at Nancy's wasn't all about the cheese; it was all about the sauce. The cheese is made second class, and the sauce takes over the pie, shining with a flavor of garlic and basil. Mmm! With sauce like this who needs cheese? Well...you do. Otherwise you'd just be eating sauce and bread, and not pizza. But you see what I'm saying.

A good traditional slice, and open 'til 2 a.m. for those times when you can't sleep, and the warm milk and/or whiskey isn't working.

Sauced, Josh

Nancy's
2930 N. Broadway St.
Chicago, IL 60657

kate here. speaking with a certain joe swanberg i know tonight reminded me of the montreal world film festival in september 2005. the prostitutes/"tudies" we saw, the hotel we slept in, and the cheap, cheap pizza places.

welcome to canada, everything's in french, and every single corner hosts a 99 cent pizza place! we were at the festival with "kissing on the mouth". the hotel was barely paying for us (us being the cast/crew of KOTM) to stay in it, and we were broke. enter rock 'n roll pizza.

i believe the first time we stopped in this establishment was the first night we were in montreal. it was late, and nothing much was open. except for rnr. i didn't enjoy a slice that first night, i believe it was kris and/or joe who first enjoyed it. but i do know we went back many, many times. 99 cents for a slice the size you get at any chicago pizza place? booyah.

it was around the corner, off of a very main street near our hotel (which was a really classy, not our style hotel, by the way). neon sign, greasy counter, and the lamest/coolest owner. i couldn't tell, due to the high counter, whether he was tall or not. but picture any typical pizza place owner with graying hair, 60ish, bad accent, and cheap pizza, and you've nailed this guy. i went in one night, probably around 3 in the morning, with laura. while we were waiting for our slices, the owner's back turned, she whispered to me how she was nervous to be in here. the previous night (i told you we went there always) the owner hit on her. going so far as pleading with her to meet him for a drink after the shop closed. she politely declined, took her cheese pizza, and left.

but she was back. we had to go back! everything was in french! we were broke! the only language we understood was 99 cent rock 'n roll pizza. granted, there were hundreds of other 99cent places, but rnr was honestly opened until like dawn or something crazy like that.

ah montreal. how i miss your "tudies," your girlie clubs on every corner, your condom stores, you gourmet gelato/chocolate shop, the poutine, and the way i felt illiterate from reading french signs for a week. i'll never forget the lord of the rings inspired store, complete with life-sized statues of gandolf and ... elijah wood out front.

but mostly, i'll never forget you, rock 'n roll pizza.

reminiscing/condescending, kate

rock 'n roll pizza
...
montreal, quebec
canada