So, as happens a lot lately, I've got the house to myself for a few days. Mr. Sorcha and Littlest (who is now almost as tall as me, and I SO did not authorize that) are off camping. I do not enjoy camping*, thus, I have elected to stay home.
I didn't feel like cooking tonight, because I am lazy. Not too lazy, however, to walk the couple blocks to Wall Street Pizza for my dinner. Wall Street's been around since before we moved into the neighborhood, but they used to be about a mile away and we rarely went there. (Not because of the distance itself - we're not THAT lazy - we just never thought of it.) Now that they've moved into the old Radio Shack, though, they're less than a five minute walk away and we've been eating there more. Their pizza is quite good - the crust has a nice snap to it and a garlicky flavor, and they're generous with the cheese and the toppings. (Spinach, tomatoes, and Canadian bacon FTW, man.)
Tonight, though, it was just me, and I didn't really feel like pizza. I've had their baked spaghetti in the past and enjoyed it, but I chose the lasagna today. It comes with salad and little rolls. Now, the salad is your standard lettuce-tomato-etc, although they do put lots of cheese on, but I didn't go there for the salad. Their little rolls are very tasty, though, with garlic and cheese in and brushed with olive oil.
My lasagna arrived fresh out of the oven and swimming in sauce, which, yay sauce! It, too, was loaded with cheese, stretchy, gooey, omnomnom cheese, and it was delicious. DELICIOUS, I tell you. The portion size was enough to satisfy without being too much, which makes me happy. The abundance of sauce meant that there was flavor in every bite and gave me something to dip my rolls into as well.
They deliver not just pizza but their pasta and sandwiches; their delivery area is pretty wide, and their prices are reasonable. Also, they have Coke Zero, which makes me a happy Sorcha as I'm addicted to the stuff. If you're in the area, give them a try. I think you'll be glad you did.
*This is an understatement somewhere along the lines of "The Grand Canyon is a hole in the ground in Arizona."