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.