Punch Pizza = Night of Laughter

I get it from my father. My love for food, and more importantly, the appreciation of a good coupon for great food. Last night 6 of us went to Punch Pizza in Highland Park, carrying in 6 different coupons. Buy one get one free. You would typically think, oh we can get a pizza for half the price. But not this group of guys and gals.

Unfortunately we had to take two different cars because there were six of us total. And right as we were leaving the Minnesota weather decided to act funny and spit wet, large snowflakes everywhere! After securing a rockstar parking spot, Lizzy, Tom and I waited while Lindsay, Jon & Jeremy struggled to find a place. Inside the world's tiniest restaurant, we were clearly the anti-family group. The group that has no kids and looks to be the kind of people you tell your kids to use 'earmuffs' around. Of course there was a group of seminarians praying before their meal. What were we doing? Saying "That's what she said" after every unintentional loaded comment.

Our waitress arrived and she could not look more disinterested in us. She wasn't rude in any manner, but you could tell she had no interest in us whatsoever. After we proceeded to order 10 pizzas for a group of 6, you could tell everyone in the restaurant (like I said, it was tiny!) thought we were crazy.

The highlight of my night, was when Lizzy asked Tom if he was going to use any of the shredded cheese. He said, maybe I don't know, why? Are you going to eat the rest? And did she ever. Truth be known, Lizzy could probably down an entire package of cheese (once shredded) on a large pizza or a bowl of spaghetti.....