Welcome to our (Jen BT and myself) first CHICAGO PIZZA CLUB meeting...and as you can see from above...a helluva time!

Ok, honestly..those pictures pretty much sealed our fate that we probably won't be on the eblast for the next meeting but I have to tell you about this club and our meeting...

So this group, CPC, get together once a week and they hit up any place that rips up pizza...so they can try it and RATE IT for chicagoans!!

The website is chicagopizzaclub.com and if you check it out..tell em I sent you..it's a fantastic website with all of the places they have visited and the "dish" about what's good, what could be better and what absolutely sucks. Plus, you get some great backstory on restaurants..and the club members themselves. Kelly, the chick with tagline "I never met a pizza I didn't like" is my one time roomie and inner circle of my gal-pals.

So she's always braggin' about how awesome this club is and she's always very sweet to invite us..so this time around, we said..LET'S DO IT!

We went to Connie's Pizza on Archer.

WHOA.

Have ya'll ever been with a group like this? The pressure is INTENSE. Fifty ways to rate a pizza...literally.

Pizzas we tried:

Pepperoni-my absolute fave...it was cheesy...pepperoni-ey...hot...good amount of sauce and soft to bite in to..sooo great. I'm tearing up just thinkin' about it.

Sausage-pretty good. Nothin' to write home about...maybe a quick phone call but that's it.

Italian Beef with Peppers-A PARTY IN MY MOUTH.

Stuffed Pizza-not even gonna bother...I WAS INTIMIDATED. (at this point, I was already exhibiting bad member attitude because I was not open-minded and got served..seriously..YOU'VE BEEN SERVED.)

CHILI-CHEESE HOTDOG PIZZA-I wrote that in all caps because OMG.

Yuck.

Now, I love chili cheese dogs..I love pizza.

But joining the two is just plain lazy.

Upon first bite, I got that wave of puke..that you have to choke back and your tongue gets all swollen with saliva...because you know you almost chagged all over the place and you are disghusted and kinda nervous.

Ingrediants that I could identify..mustard, onions, peppers, sauce, chili, cheese, hotdogs slices.

I am beside myself.

I tried another bite because I felt intense pressure to be liked in this group..and again, vomit face.

I just could not get into it...I thought it was frightening. A dark place with cold burst of rain..while I huddled alone in the corner with my torn up clothes and soaked hair..crying because I'm scared and tired.

Sorry, I'm not sure what that last part meant...I've had a pretty good day..hmmm...

Anyways, I was quick to give my two cents because that's what I thought pizza club was about...but uh, nope.

EVERYONE LOVED IT.

Uhhh, I am not going to be invited back.

After four or ten blue moons....I raved about my intense dislike for that pie and answered.."the most positive thing I can say about that pizza is..the toppings are sporadic"..that's it.

Why did I bother to share this outing with you?

Because I want you to realize that there are people out there who will do what you won't. That there is more to chewing than inhaling. That this food, may be someone's hardwork and dedication.

That speaking up and saying the wrong thing on a whim....

may leave a bad taste in everyone's mouth.

Thank You to Chicago Pizza Club and Connie's Pizza...because even though I suck at clubbin' on pretty much every front...the pizza was incredible...the experience, awesome.

Check em out for yourself... www.chicagopizzaclub.com

P.S. Lookin' at those pics above, would you welcome THAT? hahahahahha, work on my first impressions? Dually noted.

"I realize that my place and position in history is that I will go down as the voice of this generation, of this decade, I will be the loudest voice."

KANYE WEST (as so lovely in the above pic..he's the one with that chick's leg wrapped around his neck..haha)

but he goes on with more wisdom, quote, "It's me settling into that position of just really accepting that it's the one thing you say you want to do it..and it's another thing to really end up being like MICHAEL JORDAN."

there are no words to follow that statement. mostly head-shaking. i could be tired though. probably not. but...

P.S. he got arrested again last night for puttin' the wood to another papparazi...don't worry, nothing will happen. sucks for the snappers. OH WELL.

OHHHHHH NOOOO....

rumor has it that mizzz. winfrey will be launching her own cable channel, OWN: THE OPRAH WINFREY NETWORK...and now there's talk that she'll be leaving local broadcast TV, to focus entirely on OWN. duh. that's not a shocker.

the oprah show finishes in 2011 and that may be the day the music died for all you syndication lovers...sooo sad.

OWN will be replacing...wait for it...wait for it...THE DISCOVERY HEALTH CHANNEL??meaning that those of you who thrive on women who don't know they're prego til they sit down on the toilet..or surgical tools left behind..or the world's largest tumor..this is certainly going to ruin your day..OWN will now be available in over 70 MILLION HOMES.

now of course noone can confirm nor deny such a tryst but you know damn well if that lady can hook it up with a magazine..give rachel ray's "YUM-OH", glory status and make people care about fighting with their spouse a la dr. phil....

this will happen.

and we will be one step closer to oprah masterminding the world. and i like it. do you??

on a side note..which is really nothing but everything to me...i was next to oprah in whole foods last week...in the NUTS section.

NUTS, right?

HEY YA'LL!!

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This is Christine. We grew up together and when I say "grew up"..I mean she beat me up on every occasion for my lunch money, my boyfriend, hair products, ice cream sandwiches..even my friendship bracelets from other friends.

The reason I have continued to stay friends with her..is because out of every person I know, she still says "rad". She busts out a "geek" too. Even "dweeb".

Yes, we all have these friends...who never let you forget that her and her LAME ex-boyfriend STOLE me and my ex-boyfriend's song of "I love the way you love me" (teardrops)...or that the boy I loved for years upon years was a geek off the streets with a bad haircut. Which is one thing I LOVED about him, thankyouverymuch.

That launching a omellette across Tempo Restaurant will indeed happen when she says it will. Buying kites in the dead of winter and flying em on Clark Street is the coolest of cool. After her 87th move in the same apartment building, the only thing left to do is a "galaga tourney" with cold beers. That yes, she does make killer cornbread muffins..that our friend hallie is crazy but the life of our party, that sitting in a theater full of chicks while she cries and I eat sourpatch kids is neat-oh. Those slurpees we got were more than we could handle. That talking on our cells to boys from home at the same time is funny and still so sweet. Or that her habit of arm-wrestling in a random bar full of dudes is acceptable...

She's still my friend...and I am hers.

I posted this pic because we've been through a lot together in the 15 something years we have known eachother..and we can be miles apart and somehow still keep track of eachother. She can love who I love because that person loves me...and I can love who she loves until he needs to be beaten. But the next one will get more love.

So say hello to your friend for us...and meet us at Brownstone on saturdays to see this hot mess in action...she dances...a lot. Although her friend Danny says I am the loud one..PUH-LEASE.

p.s. she will deny this whole thing...well just the part about beating me up...don't believe her. until she gets on a radio show with her own website...she can suck it.

oh god, laughing non-stop really takes it out of ya..especially at her expense! love you, pinky.

LOVE,

brain

"we're pinky and the brain...we're pinky and the brain..one is a genius and the other is insane!"