I am willing to fight anyone who claims that Malnati’s deep dish pizza is superior to Giordano’s. Having spent a large chunk of my life living in the Chicago area, I have really tasted them all. Malnati’s has a sweeter, butterier crust, but Giordano’s has a tanginess and weightiness that I just love.
The one thing I’ve never been able to manage is keeping them down.
We’ve been away from Chicago for over a decade, but loving friends and family keep sending us frozen deep dish pizzas for various things–anniversaries, holidays, when they lose a bet. And every time I see that dry ice-laden box on the porch, I sigh and know that I’ll end up purging.
I’ve never even really considered an alternative. I mean, no one should eat that much cheese. The pizza is literally 4 pounds. So, when the box arrived, I thought, Well, shit. I’m not throwing up anymore… what will I do?
The answer is obvious: not purge. And so, I didn’t. I genuinely savored my single piece of pizza, and then I knew that I just couldn’t safely have any more. So, I didn’t.
I even had a leftover slice for lunch today, which was amazing. Who am I??? Day 39.