When I moved to Saint Louis, nigh on 30 years ago, the accommodations I was promised two weeks earlier on a accommadatin' hunting road trip, was not available. And so, I ended up spending a month at a luxurious local motel. The Wayside ($45 a week) was directly across historic ol' Route 66 from the legendary Coral Court Motel ($77 a week) and up the road, yonder, was a place called Happy Joe's Pizza and Ice Cream Parlor. And so, I bided my time at the Wayside. Now I like my pizza and I like my ice cream but I had never once thought of them two in combination with one another before. So one evening after work I moseyed up the road to investigate this unforeknown phenomena. I strolled up to the counter and asked for a pepperoni pizza, please, then made my way to the farthest-off table, 'Bout 20 minutes later a fine young lady placed before me something I had to sit and regard for just a spell. My regardations lead me to heft a slab and bite into it. Dang'd if them little thin wafer discs didn't taste just like them little bitty cubes of stuff they put on a pizza back home in Indiana. Then I thought, what is all this gooey whitish-yellow stuff under them wafers of meat? And, and, that puckerish feel in my mouth made me curious about the red goo, too. Indiana pizza was kinda sweet, with a buncha' stuff on top but this here pizza is kinda' , well, puckerish. But, all in all it was purty good. Differnt, but purty darn good. Now I haven't been back to see Joe in over twenty years but, I see by a lookin' at the yeller pages that Joe must still be Happy cause he's still in the same place, 30 years later, here in Saint Louie, out on ol' Rt, 66.
Anda I ain't lyin', you can check it out!
http://www2.sjsu.edu/faculty/wooda/motelmissouri.html http://www.coralcourt.com/main.html http://www.happyjoes.com/locations/index.html?&state=MO http://www.pizzakingindiana.com/ Please, excuse me, I'm really bumming over the demise of Hunter S. Thompson. Love him or hate him or never ever heard of him, he was a one of a kind writer. He, and Mark Twain and Boothe Tarkington, they made me do this. Yah! That's the ticket. Those guys did it. Yeah, they made me do it! Yah.
