
These are the opinions and adventures of a Washington, D.C.-based epicure as he cooks and eats around town and around the country. Sometimes witty, sometimes laudatory, sometimes acid, La Cuvée Americaine is an always-truthful account of the food journeys, restaurant visits, and culinary thoughts of the D.C. Gourmand.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Pizza Hut, Washington, D.C.
Someone (who shall remain nameless) dragged me all the way on foot to a Pizza Hut restaurant over a mile away because he was all excited about having a "P-Zone" for dinner. A "P-Zone" is the Pizza Hut version of a calzone. Apparently this was once a temporary item, but now it's back as a permanent menu item. I got the "Meaty P-Zone," allegedly with three kinds of meat. The place was full of children. We had to sit on stools at a bar in the window. The P-Zone made me bemoan the fact that I hadn't stayed home and taken advantage of two-for-one pizza night at Domino's. At least Domino's delivers.


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