Drive Through Pizza

You know, there is something that has been puzzling me for a few months now. I am reminded of it every single time I am driving in the car around lunch time with a sound asleep child in the backseat.

Living in one of the more "urban" suburbs in this country has some pretty great upside. We have lots of things available here that weren't available where I grew up, or in my college town. (That isn't to say we have everything. We won't have everything until Barney's Coffee comes back, someone opens up a La Famiglia Giorgios around here, and a bagel shop and Dunkin' Donuts moves in close enough for me to walk to no matter where I am. Then we will have everything.) One of the really big upsides is that in a pinch, when your Toddler is sound asleep in the backseat for the first time in days, you can get almost anything you need from a drive through window.

I can get burgers, chicken, french fries, salads, coffee, fancy coffee, fish, baked potatos, and even my prescriptions, all through the drive through. One thing I cannot get from a drive through window, however, is pizza.

Am I the only one that has ever thought about this? With all the innovation in this world, and all the people trying to sell me things I don't even know I want, why can I not get pizza through a drive through window? If course, there are some obstacles to waiting in line in my car for an entire pizza to go through the oven. I get this. But why can't I order my slice (or two) and my very, very, very large 32 ounce or larger "medium" diet soda at a speaker, have them slap it in the reheater, and give them to me at the window just like a burger?

I hear some of you thinking, "but you can't eat pizza in a car -- too messy". Well, sure, pizza in a car is not the smartest thing anyone could eat. But then, how smart is any eating in the car, really? I think a slice of pizza is no worse -- and probably better -- on the easy/not too messy scale than (1) a salad, (2) a baked potato, (3) fried chicken on the bone, (4) a Big Mac. (C'mon, you know more lettuce goes onto your lap than into your mouth ... admit it ....)

So why not? Why not Drive Through Pizza? With Pasta? There is this restaurant in Lake Tahoe with this great sounding name that would be perfect for a new chain of drive through slice shops: Fasta Pasta. I'll admit to never having eaten there, but boy did that name sound cool.

With great ideas like this, I have to wonder why I'm not the richest woman in the world.

Oh, right. That's because I blog about things and don't actually do them. That's right.