Have a great weekend and new month. Enjoy this and/or good pizza! ~~
Anticipation
simmered as we attempted to mesh schedules for several days. My birthday related plans, and Delivery Boy’s long work hours, posed challenges.
Alas, we nailed it down: “I know it’s last minute,” he told me one evening, “but I have a birthday gift for you. I want to see your face when you open it. Are you free tonight?”
I tried to play it cool. “Ah, you shouldn’t have. I’ll be right over.” We laughed. “Actually, give me an hour.”
Fifty-nine
minutes later, Delivery Boy welcomed me into his dimly lit apartment. I couldn’t
see much but a romantic glow from a cluster of candles on the coffee table. He
took my hand and walked me to the sofa, where we sat side by side. Delivery Boy
reached for a wrapped package near the candles, about the size of a DVD. “Belated happy birthday, Robyn.”
"You shouldn’t have.” I gushed and ripped off the packaging. “‘Airplane!’
I love it!"
"Thanks," I whispered, leaning towards him. Before I knew it, anticipatory nibbling, intense kneading, and simultaneous salivation had begun. Pizza was in the works. “Just to let you know,” I said, pausing momentarily, “I don’t usually have pizza so fast. Actually, I don’t usually have pizza at all. And never without a condiment.”
"Thanks," I whispered, leaning towards him. Before I knew it, anticipatory nibbling, intense kneading, and simultaneous salivation had begun. Pizza was in the works. “Just to let you know,” I said, pausing momentarily, “I don’t usually have pizza so fast. Actually, I don’t usually have pizza at all. And never without a condiment.”
He reassured. “Don’t worry. I know you’re not like that. I’m not
either. I just really like you.”
Delivery Boy slipped a condiment out of his pocket. "We don’t have
to, but just in case.”
The room heated, as ingredients were positioned,
spices piled on, and fingertips caressed the dough. Pizza warmed slowly, then
quickly, then slowly and quickly again. The moment my appetite peaked, he delivered a hot
combination pizza with hearty sausage. I ravaged extra string cheese... And then we ate more. And more.
Hours later and fully sated, I slowly collected myself.
“I’ll call you tomorrow,” he said, walking me to my car.
I drove home in a giddy haze. Did I really just eat all that
pizza? I forgot how good it tastes.
Note
to self: You didn’t see the check. Pizza has its price.
Note
in response to note to self: Did you say something? I didn’t hear you. ‘Cuz I
got pizza! Pizza! Pizza!
To be continued.
Sounds like some yummy pizza!
ReplyDeleteI love the way this is written Robyn. "59 minutes later" really made me laugh because it reminded me of me trying to play it cool when I'm in a relationship with someone I really care for, I can't wait to see where this goes next.
ReplyDeleteAre you planning a trilogy... 50 Styles Of Pizza? LOL!
ReplyDeleteDarlene, it was, though I'm no pizza expert. Thanks for visiting.
ReplyDeleteYW, LOL. I'm glad I'm not the only one who tries to play it cool. It's not my strength. =)
MsA, if only I had the material for 50 styles. I'll be wrapping this up in two more posts. Great idea, though. I like it! Thanks.
Be well, all,
xoRobyn
At that point, frozen pizza would've been good, right?
ReplyDeleteHmmm sounds like a one of a kind pizza indeed, but yeah that check can be killer, what about the tip too? haha
ReplyDeleteI hope that pizza didn't have pineapple on it. Can't stand that.
ReplyDeleteYou ate his pizza?! Bad girl! I hope the condiment protected your tongue from the creamy flavours. Where do things go from here?
ReplyDeleteAlex, yeah, I would've eaten anchovies at that point.
ReplyDeletePat, true. The tip is the kicker.
Stephen, no. I only have pineapple with Canadian bacon.
GB, I got hungry. And stay tuned.
xoRobyn
Robyn that is the greatest pizza story I have read in a long time...I am now truly speechless!
ReplyDeleteThis is far better than 50 shades (which was shabbily written anyhow) way to go Robyn x
ReplyDeleteSounds like some amazing pizza. :)
ReplyDelete"Pizza, pizza, pizza!" -love it! I want to know what happens next!
ReplyDeleteChuck, I'm honored. Thanks much.
ReplyDeleteDavid, I really appreciate it. Yeah, as curious as I am about the 50 shades stuff, I don't want to spend a penny on it.
BabySis, it was pretty delicious.
Yvonne, smiles. Thanks. Stay tuned.
xoRobyn
Glad you enjoyed your pizza! Maybe next time you'll have a chocolate appetizer before the main course! Happy Birthday Robyn! Julie
ReplyDeletehaha brilliant!
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed that hearty sausage - though you had to wait 69 minutes.. or was it 59? Does that mean it was 10 short?
Who cares? You got to chomp!
Yeeehhaayyyy!!!
xo
How did I miss this? Where was I? I've been waiting for the rest. Jeez, I must have had my head up my arse.
ReplyDeleteYou got lots of pizza,pizza, pizza!!! and Airplane, how awesome is that?