Calzone Club

John Tuccy was complaining that the bottoms weren't crispy enough a couple of weeks back. We can bump chests and poke fun of the true lack of Chicago pizza street cred. Then take measures to fix that cuz he's my bro.

Elevate stones, put coals under them. BAM!

ok, way too busy to shoot copious shots tonight. man-ing the oven, bartending, hosting, its off the hook. Thanks to the little woman for tossing dough and stuffing zah and zones. Seemed like 100 at times, but after all was said and done... all was said and all was done.

I don't want to say there's a theme for this eve... but when you indoctrinate a handful of uninitiated, and... you have a little sumptin sumptin new on the menu to send it way out of bounds... there can only be one pop culture reference.

Leave the gun...