I know there are a few children who don't like pizza(maybe it's lactose intolerance), but the two, childhood and pizza, at least in my sheltered world, went hand in hand.
Barnaby's: was on the south side, but part of a chain, I believe, one location still northwest somewhere. I loved the pizza there and the ambiance: dark and rustic with lots of brown. This was an alternative to a Sunday birthday celebration at:
Vito & Nick's (south Pulaski location): I just love the fact that my parents used to go on dates there and that some of the same wait staff, I think, still works there. Plus, my grandparents only lived blocks away from it until the late 80's.
Tombstone: frozen cooked behind a bar in Galena, IL. Kids allowed. The adults pretty much dropped us off here and went shopping. They had a bowling machine that had the puck-like ball that you slid down the lane.
Pizza Sundays(every week): my dad's not-so-good soggy thin crust, but it was make
your own 1/2 of a cookie sheet, and included pop(after one glass of milk). Eaten in front of the tv(usually not allowed) to watch the Mutual of Omaha nature show and the weekly Disney special.
Fox's Orland Park: moved out to the 'burbs eventually and would carry out and eat in. Always a treat(and still is). Several of our high school play after parties took place in their basement party room.
Today my niece will only eat frozen Jack's pizza(her absolute favorite, and requested birthday dinner choice), Nick & Vito's, and Fox's. Two out of three ain't bad for a 7-year old.
Anyone else?
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