I didn’t even know I wanted a pizzeria on my block, but now that one is going in, I’m totally excited about it. Aunt Kelly and I noticed the shiny new sign as we were walking home from the metro yesterday. And it’s not a Pizza Hut or a Papa John’s, either. It’s called Robertino’s, and if it’s a chain, I’ve never heard of it.

I overheard the best comment while walking past it last night. A group of five or six early-twentysomethings were walking in the opposite direction, oohed and ahhed over the sign like Aunt Kelly and I did, and then one guy said, “Будем наконец-то по-человечески кушать!” (We’ll finally eat like people!)

Now, of course, we have to wait for the interior to be finished, and see if the pizza is actually any good. In the meantime, a girl can dream.