Red Balloon
I attended a convention over the weekend in Fresno and somehow ended up at a place called John's Incredible Pizza. This place--an astoundingly tacky and overpriced pizza buffet--had about 11 million kids running wild and offered a variety of buffet items clearly geared toward people under the age of eight, from a macaroni and cheese pizza to green cake.
Because a group of friends were eating at the place, Lauren and I ended up at Incredible Pizza (using the term incredible rather loosely here and certainly not to describe the cuisine). There we were, pulling out our credit cards for unlimited slices of pepperoni. Did I mention our "friends"? They are 13.
The cashier (or, rather, the gatekeeper to the pizza extravaganza) rung up my $11 entry ticket and tried to up-sell me some sort of pizza membership--a one time $5 fee that included game tokens and other perks that I'm sure she would have described in great detail had I not cut her off.
"No, thanks," I answered, deadpan and vacant. "I don't live here and I will probably never be back. But we will take a heart balloon from the clown."
The waitress, probably sensing my lack of enthusiasm for the $11 pizza buffet, threw in the heart ballon for free.
Totally worth the $11.
One can only eat so much pizza and I'm not sure I can eat $11 worth! Maybe $9.
I do want a heart balloon though!
Posted by: Jamie | March 18, 2008 at 01:51 PM
You are so cute! But yeah, that restaurant definitely doesn't sound ideal. :)
Posted by: Zandria | March 18, 2008 at 06:51 PM
Lol I love the red balloon!
Posted by: Amanda | March 20, 2008 at 01:17 PM
I am originally from Fresno and know that terrible pizza quite well. But let me tell you, not much of Fresno is very good. :)
Posted by: J | March 24, 2008 at 07:15 AM