That Shakey's Feeling

Sometimes you're just in the mood for some yummy, indulgent comfort food. The kind you wanna have but never admit to eating. For me, today, it was Shakey's. I've been going to my local Shakey's pizza parlor, since I was a little girl. And hey, who can pass up an honest to goodness real pizza parlor? It's familiar, it's delicious and it's fun!

My mom, sister, nephews and niece decided to give in to our craving today and we headed over to grab some pizza. I decided not to change out of my workout gear figuring the Shakey's smell of grease would blend in perfectly.

So we sat, we ate our pizza, we had our decadent mojo fried potatoes with blue cheese dressing, and we watched the kids get sucked into the arcade games. Oh the childhood memories...

As we were leaving, my oldest nephew turned to me and said, "I feel like throwing up." I smilled to myself knowing that our mission was accomplished: We'd all sucessfully left with that all too familiar feeling you get after having just consumed about 25% food, 75% grease. (It's right up there with movie popcorn for me.) We affectionately call it, "the Shakey's feeling."

P.S. If you have the chance, checkout their "Bunch'A Lunch" buffet. It's a sprawl of different pizzas, mojos, fried chicken, buffalo wings, garlic bread and a salad bar, for a ridiculously low price!