2575.… in which we, too, discover that Rocco's that pizza-slice-shaped pizza place cat-a-corner from Powell's City'o'Books, has quite suddenly packed it in.
And we were thinking of stopping by there soon, anyway … shoot. That pizza, with its bready crust, just-greasy-enough sausage and pepperoni, and plentiful cheese, defined pizza for me. It was scrumptious, nothing more or less.
Okay, maybe it was iconic. But it was the slices, man!
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