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January 17, 2006
The white whale
I'm finally back in Chicago, and I could not have come at a greater time. You see, I arrived in the city the moment the Bears fell to the hated Carolina Panthers. My way home goes right by Soldier Field, and I was not about to sit in traffic jam filled with angry and ornery football fans. I decided I would go around it. After some tricky maneuvering, including an adventure that is the Dan Ryan Expressway,
I made it to home where none other than the lovely Christy was waiting for me. First, as a birthday/Christmas present, she completely rearranged my apartment, cleaned it and got me a nice, big-ass bed. It was an absolutely delightful surprise, and about the sweetest thing anyone had ever done. It almost looks like a home now!
After about an hour of hanging out, if you catch my drift, we decided to go off and get some dinner at the absolutely best pizza place on the planet, Pequod's. We hopped in a cab and had him drop us off on the street corner. We rounded the corner to where Pequod's is, and was greeted with a boarded up building and a note saying the place was closed for renovations, but to call for delivery.
I cursed. Every now and then I am cursed with trekking all the way out to a restaurant, only to find out it is closed that day, or worse, closed for good. (This most famously happened with the BD's Mongolian BBQ in Wrigleyville.) After weighing our options, we decided we would get the pie delivered to my house. There was an hour and a half wait, but we decided the pizza was worth it.
After fucking around for a good hour, we finally got home and our pizza soon arrived. That was when the deliverywoman told us how the Pequod's had caught on fire and was completely wrecked. I was stunned, because we thought it was simply closed for renovations, and the poor woman had driven all the way from Morton Grove to deliver us a pizza. I felt like a right bastard after that.
But let me tell you, Pequod's was well worth the wait. Its combination of cheesiness, doughyness and sumptious toppings is like no pizza I have ever had before. It is top notch. I had a leftover slice for lunch today, and it was as good as the day it came out of the oven.
If Pequod's had been gone for good, I think I would have pooed my pants. Thank God for the Morton Grove location and the intrepid deliverywoman!
Posted by oz115 at January 17, 2006 01:06 PM