I knew something was wrong the moment I tried to call. The voice on the other end was saying this number was no longer in service and if I felt this was an error to try again. It had to be an error. So I dialed again. And again. And again. Same message. I double-checked the number online and with information—it should’ve still been working. But if it wasn’t…well, it was too horrible to imagine what might have happened. So I did the only thing I could do. I jumped in my car and drove. I drove as fast as I could through the holiday traffic and when I got there…my worst fears were realized.
My local Round Table Pizza had closed down. The banner announcing the $5.99 All-You-Can-Eat lunch buffet still hung over the door, but it was dark inside and a hastily written notice on the door from the manager offered an apology to patrons and made it abundantly clear this Round Table was no more.
Regular readers of this blog know that Round Table Pizza is my childhood comfort food. I grew up on their King Arthur’s Supreme. I’ve laughed, loved and shed tears while eating that pizza so I felt like a part of my youth had been violently ripped away from me tonight and trampled into mulch.
No more Wombo Combos:
No more Smokehouse Combos:
No more of my beloved King Arthur’s Supremes:
Sure, I can go to the Round Table in Burbank, but it won’t be the same. First off, that’s a 45 minute round trip without traffic. The one in Silver Lake was just five minutes from my house. And they would deliver the pizza right to my door like a benevolent Santa Claus riding up to my driveway in a Honda sleigh; bringing a gift of delicious pizza (Sorry, I’ll think of a better metaphor later when I’m not so upset). No way the guys in Burbank are going to drive out this far for me.
OK, I’m sure some of you are thinking, “what the fuck is wrong with this guy? Get over it.” Well, let me tell you something—this very blog that you are reading right at this moment may not have existed if not for the Silver Lake Round Table. You heard me right, bitches! YOMYOMF owes its very life to that Round Table.
See, it was on one fateful night at that Round Table when I was sharing a Wombo Combo, Buffalo Wings (one order of spicy and one of honey bbq) and a pitcher of cola with my fellow Offenders Justin, Roger and Elaine when Justin turned to us for the first time and said, “what do you guys think about the idea of starting a blog?”
Sure, it’s possible that this may have been something Justin had been pondering for a long time, but I’d like to think it was taking that first bite of his piping hot slice of that Wombo Combo or the succulent honey bbq wings melting in his mouth that inspired him to come up with that idea. So if it were not for that sweet muse known as Round Table, this blog may have never been born and you’d be on some Japanese porn site right now watching a cartoon of an octopus molesting a schoolgirl instead.
So show some respect and observe a moment of silence for the passing of an old friend. R.I.P. Round Table Pizza—Silver Lake branch. You will be missed…
Poop. You got me feeling all bad for you, too!
P.S. Enjoying the ball-covered lake?
sorry for your loss
you will live longer
RIP Round Table Pizza.
Happy holidays and merry Christmas YOMYOMF!
Hey, on the bright side, Domino’s has revamped their pizza entirely!
NOOOO! Not the one in Silverlake!!!! The one by the Baskin Robbins? Oh hell. That sucks. I liked the Guinevere’s Garden Pizza. Sad… (although I thought that the pizzas were slowly getting too salty for my taste) pizza parlors seem to be a remnant of the 70′s/ early 80′s. I loved going to pizza parlors and waiting for our pizza while playing video games. RIP
Only Italians get to talk about, write about, or act in stories about pizzerias. If you are going to condemn as “racist” whites who enter territory that you consider your preserve, then you are going to have to stay on your own self-chosen reservation, or be called out as the racist that you are.
Oh, you mean that you never believed your own words, your “rules” apply only to whites, you were merely aping racist blacks, and that ripping off the black race hustle is the only way that an untalented, upper-middle-class Korean who doesn’t like to work hard can wet his beak?
Never mind.
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sad….I luv RT.
There’s one near me that I don’t frequent as much as I should (because Costco is le$$ and BIGGER). Even my wife, daughter, AND my mom like their pizza (except for the salt-content). I agree with @beverly about the sodium-levels, but that’s why they taste sooooo GOOD. LOL.
One of my best friends often goes to one near her in South Pasadena. The location actually burned down a while back and we were worried that that would have been “the end”, but they rebuilt/reopened. Yay!!
Luved Shakey’s too growing up….but the very few that remain have gone downhill on “quality”.
Will go to RT this weekend to show support!! 8-q“
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