As you mid-valley readers likely know, the Democrat-Herald is situated among some fantastic food emporiums, particularly if you eat like a 17-year-old as I do.
There’s Hasty Freez right across Lyon Street, and the Stop-N-Go Market (outstanding chicken strips, burritos and other items of greasy goodness) right across Ellsworth.
A few blocks west is Pizza King (I’ve been on a calzone kick as of late, and theirs is very solid), and between Pizza King and the paper is the subject of today’s post: Ciddici’s Pizza.
“Hey Chief,” I said to news editor Kim Jackson on Thursday night. “Do you want to split a large from Ciddici’s?”
“No, I have food being delivered,” he said.
“How big is a small compared to the individual?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he said. “A small might be 10 inches, and individual is like this,” he said, holding his hands about 6 inches apart.
“Ask them,” he added.
So I did, when I called to place my order. I was told a small was in fact 10 inches, and an individual was actually 8.
This is important news to know, because a small is around $10 and an individual around $5, meaning it’s a way better deal to get two individuals instead of one small.
Pretty hungry, I ordered two individuals, one with Canadian bacon and tomatoes, the other with pepperoni and pineapples, although I didn’t realize till getting back to the office that they had forgotten the tomatoes. Oh well.
And not that we didn’t trust the guy on the phone at Ciddici’s, but when I got back to the newsroom, Kim pulled out a pica pole (ancient newspaper ruler) and we measured:
And now, your daily bonus feature: