So I'm on my way home, having an inner battle: Cora pizza mmm..., NO trying to be super frugal, mmm pizza, No I have eaten out way too much since I got back to Toronto, but veggies! garlic! fresh doughy bread! sauce!, No I have pasta ready to be cooked at home. Ok pizza. I walk to the front door and there is Papa Cora, sitting inside apron on with 2/3s of his index finger hooked up his nose, elbow jutting out at 90degrees. really digging at it. ok, pasta.
Then on the way home I remembered how an old roommate once went in there late at night and Cora was there pissed drunk. Roomie ordered a vegetarian slice and Cora apparently went on about how that was the right decision- he won't let his family touch most of the meat there. And hs minions shifted about uncomfortably (so I was told). ew

7 comments:

  1. raymi lauren said...

    this is why i'm a ceo's  

  2. Chlo said...

    Papa Ceo was a super asshole to E and I once about three years ago and I haven't been back since. I may just be ready to forgive him and have a slice.  

  3. rizabeff said...

    omg when was this?  

  4. raymi lauren said...

    they have tv and beer and hi-jacked mall tables in the back and they let you sit in the dark.  

  5. Chlo said...

    re raymi- that does sound better than wedging yourself inbetween the door and the buzzing drink cooler. but yesterday E and I started talking about 'the incident', and it got us outraged all over again.
    oh the deep dilemmas of my life  

  6. raymi lauren said...

    ok what happened let me hear it  

  7. Chlo said...

    I wish it was a cooler story, but it basically starts and ends with me E and B going in there, looking at all the pizza options and him saying something like 'come on ladies, just pick a slice and pay' but definitely ruder and quite gruffly. There wasn't even anyone else ordering or waiting. So we took our business elsewhere.  


 

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