My son, Ryan, remembers last year when we hung out together in Roanoke to bring in the New Year. I was looking for an alternative to cooking, so we decided to call out for pizza.
The person on the other end of the line said, Sure, we can deliver a pizza tonight, but we’re very busy. You’ll have to wait a while. That’s fine, I said. Roughly, how long? Three hours, was the answer.