MY AMUSE

http://www.escapefromnewyorkpizza.com/

333 Bush (btw Kearny & Montgomery)

First note that I will not often stop to talk about chain fast food pizza. 

This is an entry about the wonderment that comes from just looking up.  I find that relaxed people will do just that.  They are not in a hurry, they take their time.  They notice the sky is blue today (this is unusual because it is San Francisco).  They wonder how the skyline will look in a few decades with 17 more glass buildings.  These lucky individuals see things that the speedy passer-by has become immuned to.  So now somebody please tell me, why can’t we be looker-uppers during the week?  There’s so much to discover!  Now consider me.  A rather clumsy person, who out of nothing more than courtesy, not wanting to trip into people, combined with a fear of ruining her flats with feces, has trained herself to always look down.  But on this particular day, she has time.  She is hungry.  She has 20 minutes until what soon becomes known as that traumatizing doctor’s appointment.  She sets off for lunch and ends up seated with a slice of pesto pizza.  She has a penchant for both pesto and pizza; combined the temptation is 2% too much.  She takes her first bite, and in looking up, sees for the first time giant poetry on the wall of this otherwise average looking pizza joint.  Now that’s different, she thinks.  She reads the length of the verse, then reads it again.  She still has 10 minutes after all.  Finishing up her last bite, she turns to throw away her plate, and she sees another verse on the opposing wall.  Cool, almost like a museum…but there are probably hundreds and hundreds of people who order a slice and turn right back around and leave, without looking up, without noticing.  Readers, please pay attention to the decor.  Someone has worked hard to put it there for your viewing pleasure.  Thank you.