Last night Ben and I went to Serious Pie. The pizza is delicious, and "serious" is a good way to describe it--they don't mess around. The best part of the whole meal (besides the pie) was the look on our waiter's face at the end of our pizza:
Waiter: May I take away your pizza slab?
Us: Of course.
Waiter: You guys want to see a dessert menu?
Us: Ummm...actually we would like another pizza.
Waiter: (confused)...oh. Do you know what you want?
And we finished that one too.
When he came back again, we joked that we wanted a third pizza, and he laughed saying it's been done before. Although "it's been done before" his look betrayed him a little bit. I think he was worried we were serious...just like the pizza. I love training for marathons. Yumm.