Day 7- The Delivery

Living out in the country we were not able to get some of the finer things or services in life. Like wireless internet (until about 7 years ago). However, now that we can finally indulge in these amazing things. One of these special services is none other than delivery service. In particularly, food delivery. (In case you don’t know me very well, I LOVE food and I am always worried about what my next meal will be).

Where the boy and I grew up we either lived to far from any delivery service or our towns were so small they didn’t offer delivery service. In my house when we wanted a pizza my parents handmade one for us. Basically when we wanted any sort of food mom or dad started cooking. Yes, that’s right folks Big Ron can cook. Actually both of my parents are great cooks.

English: A pizza from the oven. Français : Une...

English: A pizza from the oven. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Anywho, after the boy and I had been moved in for awhile I decided it was time we took advantage of this luxury. We started by ordering a pizza and having it delivered. It was delicious and successful. We then learned that a few other restaurants in town delivered as well. Although, I try to cook most nights for the boy, the idea of having ready made food delivered to your door step is tempting on those nights that I really just don’t feel like cooking.

No wonder America is obese when you can get cheese fries, pizza, onion rings, mozzarella sticks and a wide variety of unhealthy and delicious food delivered to your doorstep. I guess I will have to learn self-control so that the delivery service doesn’t get the best of me.



One thought on “Day 7- The Delivery

  1. Connie Breitweiser says:

    dear Miss Emily…..I am somewhat offended… did receive Pizza Delivery from time to time and it was personalized as well! It sometimes included “strong drinks” and/or ice cream depending on my mood at the time……….cousin connie’s food delivery service.

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