ORLANDO – I’m up here taking a class that I desperately hope will improve my web site. It’s a week long and for bunches of reasons, have been unable to catch up with friends for dinner. Last night I took the easy way out and stopped by Uno’s on I-Drive to pick up a small pizza and a salad from Uno’s.
Very friendly servers helped me out in a town where everyone in the hospitality industry is nervous about being laid off at any minute — thanks to a weakened tourist season, though they’re encouraged by lowering gas prices.
Still, the majority of car tags around here are local – not what they want to see. Hope that changes for them as summer wears on.
Uno’s gets around
I’ve eaten at the original Uno’s in Chicago and did a big story on them when they first came to Fort Lauderdale in the ’80s. They’re even in New York now – pretty much a ubiquitous chain.
That pizza last night was scrumptious — and not because I was hungry. The crust was crisp on the bottom, it was chock full of ingredients and wasn’t swimming in grease. I ate the crust rim – something I rarely do with other pizzas.
I like it. It’s that simple. I don’t miss it because I don’t miss any pizza enough to pine for it, except maybe the Pizza Oven’s pizza from my childhood (Rod Campbell, are you still out there?) and only because my parents liked it and bought it for us to take to the drive-in. Even more fun.
Fight with me if you like — I’ve had this argument before many times with readers who are as passionate about pizza as I am about good fried chicken and no sugar in cornbread.