Late Post: Granite City or Bust

I have been entirely too busy for my own good lately: K and I just bought a house and are in the process of moving his belongings from old abode to new abode, I am going to start a new teaching position in two weeks, and I am still planning the ever-present wedding. Whew. Here comes the post!

Granite City. I vowed I would never darken your doorstep again, what with your heinous beer flight of sludge and expensive, lame burgers....shiver. To my surprise however, your name came to my lips when dinner was in question and hunger a desperate fever pitch, blurted out with abandon.

Granite City was tasty, I was shocked. Not only had the menu improved, but the prices were actually reasonable. For $5.75 you could order a flatbread pizza in olive, bbq chicken, pepperoni, ham, or other varieties, provided of course that it was before 5 o'clock (pre-dinner rush). The beer was also a pleasant surprise, and all five kinds were voted a success by myself and compatriots. Granite City, redemption is yours.