There is a very specific smell that lived inside every dine-in Pizza Hut in America, and I would know it blind. It was baked crust and bubbling cheese, sure, but underneath that it was carpet and salad bar dressing and that faint metallic tang of the drink dispenser. You'd walk through the door under the … Continue reading Things I Miss: Pizza Hut and the Golden Age of Book It!
Childhood Memories
Anime’s Invasion
There's a specific memory I've carried around since childhood that I only fully understood much later. I remember watching an animated series on HBO... Dorothy in a world that looked somehow more detailed, more cinematic, and more emotionally sincere than the cartoons I was used to on Saturday mornings. It wasn't the 1939 Judy Garland … Continue reading Anime’s Invasion
The Confusing Middle 