Way to go Pizza Club! ... Not!

Our New Year's resolution in 2009 was to eat more pizza. I believe that we did eat more pizza, including a super duper Pizza Club meeting on my 21st birthday at my house. BUT, I don't believe we had enough official meetings.
We also haven't update our blog in about a year. We fail. We apologize.
Due to the Pizza Club lacking funds, our meetings were mainly confined to homemade meetings... which truly are the best because we have one very special ingredient those other places don't have...
LOVE.

-ahem-

Enough of that lovey, dovey shit.
Let's go over the accomplishments of the Pizza Club during our 3rd year of existance.
1. President Elle made official buttons! If you come to a meeting, you'll most likely get one.
2. We developed a new form of minions: The Most Excellent Minions. Aka mom and dad. Because let's be honest: They fund the meetings they attend and deserve extra special credit.
3. I just yesterday found a newspaper clipping from my junior year of high school when I was a "Star Athlete" of the week in the Times Herald. My favorite food? "My grandmother's pizza"! I know, I'm pretty amazing.
4. Speaking of my grandma's pizza, my grandpa, at the ripe old age of 82, has decided that HE HATES MY GRANDMA'S PIZZA all of a sudden. I believe he is just crazy. I mean, he does talk about kicking animals and how all doctor's know "nothing about nothing".
5. President Elle has also been developing a recipe for beer dough for the crust. Stay tuned.
6. Found the most amazing pizza buffet! Brooklyn Pizza in Birmingham, MI. Mondays and Tuesdays after 5pm, they reduce their ridiculously high prices for a $6.99 all you can eat pizza, salad, homemade ice cream, gelato, and sorbetto, and soda. They have a big iron pizza slice for a door handle, oregano and garlic powder within reach anywhere you are in the restaurant (big plus for meee), and pizza from a brick oven. Talk about yummy. I give that place a 4.6.
7. We also realized at the aforementioned meeting that we need a rubric for this pizza-grading business.

We're planning our 4th anniversary meeting for sometime next week. :)

Love,
Patrice

Happy 3rd Anniversary to Us!

Today we set out to Holly, MI for some pizza that our aunt and uncle suggested to us. We met up at the Red Devil, which was in a really cute downtown area, but the inside looked like a scuzzy pizza joint. HOWEVER, the food surprised us greatly. In attendance was, of course, the official members, duh, and mom and dad, our most excellent minions, and our minions Aunt Michelle, Uncle Nick, Lauren and Michael. We ordered three pizzas: The Veggie Supreme, a Deluxe pizza, and the typical pepperoni/pineapple for Lauren and I. 

The crust was fantastic... so nice and crispy on the edges, but soft where it needed to be. 

The toppings were great, fresh cheese, mmmmmmmm! Lost points on the canned mushrooms, though. 

The sauce has an interesting taste. So our uncle went and asked what was in it. Elle and I agreed it may have ginger in it, she also thought it was slightly clove-ish. The cook informed us that it's a secret family recipe, the guy that made it actually had it in HIS WILL. Only two people know what it is. And there is no ginger in it. Major props to them for keepin' it old school, but to Elle and I, it was just too peppery and not the best ever. Chris loved it, though. 

We gave the Red Devil a rating of 4.55 out of 5. AKA damn good pizza. So far that's the third best rating we've had! 

So, as of now, these are our top three pizza places!

#1 - Antonious Towne Square Pizza, Rochester Hills, MI, 4.9

#2 - Loui's Pizza, Hazel Park, MI, 4.8

#3 - Red Devil, Holly, MI, 4.55

It was a fantastic meeting though, I'm pretty sure most excellent minion dad ate more than six slices of pie, so we were proud. 

srsly?

April 15th, 2009 will mark the 3rd anniversary of our beloved Pizza Club. 

President Elle wants us to have a whole pizza day, where we travel around to various pizza hot spots in Metro Detroit, get a small pizza at every place, and do a ridiculous pizza critique day. I think it sounds pretty rad. Only thing I'm concerned about: how the hell are we going to pay for all of this pizza plus our servers' tips? 

I'm sure we'll figure it out. 

The Pizza Club should have a checking account. Hahaha. 

Also, when I was at work last week, a young couple came in, and we were talking about food. The topic of pizza came up, and we began talking about Pizza Club (no joke, I asked them if they knew anywhere really good, as they sounded like they knew a lot about good pizza). I asked them if they knew where good Chicago deep dish was, and the guy informed me that Uno's Pizza in Sterling Heights tastes EXACTLY the same as the ORIGINAL UNO'S IN CHICAGO. He said him and his buddies go to Chicago and eat there all of the time for the experience, but the pie tastes the same there as it does in good ol' Michigan. 

Good to know. 

Until next time, greasy pizza lovers! 

Patrice

Fighting for pizza.

PIZZA WAR!

Coachmen Pizza

So last Monday the Pizza Club took a little birthday trip to the Coachmen on 11 Mile and Dequindre. We went there in celebration of the birthdays of President Elle and Vice President Chris. Turned out to be terrible! This is why: 

Sat down, got our drinks. Decided on our pizzas. I was to split one with super duper minions Mom and Dad, half pepperoni/pineapple, half pineapple, onions, ham, other shit, etc. The waitress COULD NOT COMPREHEND THIS. It was the most painful thing to watch in my life. She at one point snapped at Elle, "There aren't three halves to a pizza" while we were trying to explain this to her. I could not believe that she couldn't understand us. I mean... really? And she was getting sassy with us and making us feel like idiots. Strike one. 

Pizza gets to us, took awhile, I'm sure the waitress had a helluva time trying to explain it to the cooks. It looked good. Smelled good. Except for one little problem: CHEAP. ASS. TOPPINGS. 

Strike two. 

Later on, after deciding the pizza was 'meh', we got the bill. Too expensive. Strike three. 

As a lover of leftover pineapple pepperoni pizza, even I didn't want to take my pizza home and eat the rest of it. Gave it to my dad instead. That's pretty sad! 

We gave Coachmen pizza a 2.7. Saving grace was the crust. And I can't remember what else. 

We need to start planning for our third anniversary! We need to make it epic!!!

Office Pizza Parties

I remember when I was in grade school and we would have competitions for fundraisers. Whoever raised the most money got a pizza party! I didn't really care much for fundraisers as a kid, or for pizza parties. I never got to pick what was on my pizza. And plus, every other Friday, Gramma would make us homemade pizza, which was (and still is) better than any other pizza in the world. The rest of the week, there was no shortage of pizza in my parents house, either. My dad worked for Domino's for a while, and both my older sister and myself had jobs as teenagers at pizza places.

I still have my Gramma (which I am incredibly thankful for), but now that I am an adult and have to pay for my own food, I relish the opportunity to get free meals. Especially free pizza meals.

The competitions for the pizza parties are school were cutthroat. I thought as an adult, in the "real world," people would be a little more mature about their cutthroatedness. Boy, was I wrong!

Case in point: We are doing a canned good drive here at work. We are supposed to build a structure out of cans. Our satelitte office is referred to as the "red-headed stepchild" of the company, and apparently, we always get hosed over when it comes to competitions, so most people have given up when it comes to "being involved." A few of my fellow co-workers decided this was a good cause, though, and that regardless of the outcome, we were still going to give 100% (but we still really wanted free pizza too).

Turns out, this contest is no exception to our red-headed stepchild status. We are being pushed every which way when it comes to rules and how our structure will be judged. I asked the organizer of this event if we would have extra time to send a photo to the main office to they would have time to post it for judging purposes, and I was told "it only takes a few moments to upload a photo, so you will not have extra time." O RLY?! I HAD NO IDEA! What I meant was, "hey, are you going to actually print out our photos in such a way that people can actually tell what is was that we built so they could make an informed decision on who they were voting for?"

Apparently, the meaning got lost in the e-mail. They must have assumed that I was trying to pull one over on them. Oh, those red-headed stepchildren. You have to be EXTRA hard on them, you know. (by the way, I have no qualms against red-headed people, stepchildren, etc)

Needless to say, we will not be getting a pizza party. 300 cans of food will still be donated to the local food bank. That's pretty awesome. I would make homemade pizza for the local food bank, but I think that's against some sort of health codes.

I just got a great idea though... Pizza is fairly cheap to produce... Why don't we start a pizza kitchen (like a soup kitchen, duh)? How freaking awesome would that be?!

The NUDE Year

I agree with Patrice. Resolutions are necessary. I resolve to eat more pizza than I did last year, and try pineapple again on my pizza. I also resolve to pay for the pizza less often. Can I resolve to be not lactose-intolerant anymore? That would be AWESOME.

I, like Patrice, am SO SUPER STOKED about our official Pizza Club notebooks that we received from Aunt Michelle, Uncle Nick, Lauren, and Michael. They are good pizza minions. We should give them gold stars. Let's make official badges for the minions and start putting stars on the badges everytime they do something awesome. Our minions need to be acknowledged more. We must appreciate the little people. That is a good resolution, too. Secretary, write that down. Oh, yeah, it's already written down. Nevermind. lolz.

With love and extra thick pizza crust filled with CHEESE,
Elle, The President of Everything.