Pizza Anyone?

My brother (owner of several Subway Sandwich stores) just opened his first Papa John's Pizza in Tooele.

We drove out for the grand opening because we are just supportive like that--or it was for the free pizza.

Okay, maybe a little of both.

Dave in action.  He was so embarrassed that I was taking a million pictures.  Haha--I guess you never outgrow teasing your little brother.  I am so the annoying older sister.

Waiting in the lobby for our pizza

(Papa John's seriously is waaay better than Domino's or Little Caesars or Pizza Hut--I'm not just being biased.)

Jeff's grandparents live in Tooele so we brought the pizza over to their house and had a nice little visit.

Jeff's grandma (Oma) started to spread the nice tablecloth on the formal dining room table, because that's just how she is, and I had to stop her and insist that my kids all sit on the porch and eat.  

My kids are NOT eating pizza and drinking root beer on a nice tablecloth, over a nice table, over pale-pink CARPET!!!!!

Oh, the stress!

I guess it's a good thing that it's an hour and fifteen minute drive out to Tooele for free pizza, otherwise I might smell like Papa John's garlic butter all.the.time.