Do you know what it’s like, when you’ve had a hard week, and you get home and maybe pour a glass of wine, and you think to yourself, pizza would be really good right now? That feeling you get when you realize, you gotta have it? All the cheese, all the fat, all the pepperoni, and the calories don’t matter, the price doesn’t matter, you just have to have some pizza? When I know I need to dive into a slice, or maybe more than a slice, I call Rosati’s. This is the life, I said to myself. When I absolutely have to have it, Rosati’s delivers. Literally. They did. I ate. It was F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!!!! Fabulous! I’m in hog heaven.