Pizza, IMHO, is perhaps the world's perfect food, and Round Table makes the best. Their pie is the ideal combination of crispy and soft, spicy and sweet, creamy and greasy. Accompanied by a large Diet Coke I can think of no other taste I enjoy - or crave - more. Much of my childhood chubbiness could probably be blamed on King Aurthur's pizza joint (or maybe it was my aversion to physical activity) and it's remarkable I didn't gain weight in college considering my regular Tuesday trips for a pepperoni and olive fix. Fortunately for my slowing metabolism, but unfortunately for my taste buds, the nearest Round Table is now 20 minutes away. It's situated in a dive of a shopping center, and though recently remodeled, retains enough of its original elements to keep Danny far far away. That is until he offered to take me wherever I wanted to celebrate our anniversary. No Lawry's or Ruth's Chris for me! I want pizza, and truly "unbelievable" pizza I got!