I know that I will be getting him back physically, but it will be another short period of time to get him back mentally. The ship does something to you. It’s not necessarily good or bad, it is just different.

Lenin lifts a knife, parces a piece
in half. He who is hungriest
gets the biggest portion. The box
is satisfied with its emptiness.

The editors stumbled upon a mouth-watering reason to head into Chesapeake: Chesapeake Pizza, which hasn’t changed a lick in 30 years.

Agreeing that all corporate pizza tastes like ketchup on cardboard, my anonymous pizza agents and I excluded the likes of Pizza Hut and Dominos from our experiment. But with dozens of local pizza joints in the Seven Cities, where do you begin? Ranking our pies on the key elements of Crust, Sauce and Topping, we determined to eat our way to the answer.