Tuesday, August 23rd.

It's a special day today. A sad, sad (but special) day. It's the Biz's last day at work until Thanksgiving break. Or you know, whenever she decides to work again. Because it was her last day, we has an icecream cake, which is now sitting in the office freezer next to the Patron.

Oh yeah, and an Earthquake. Which resulted in no damage to anyone, but we were all a little freaked out. Esther started screaming "Hide your kids! Hide your wife!" and Barb ended up getting in her car and driving away. The rest of us just chilled out in the parking lot, which actually was terrible because it was about a million degrees outside and there's no shade. But, no harm done, I guess.

Barb's Lunch today was: A flatbread pizza and ten buffalo wings!
Chosen by: Liz, in honor of her last day.

The Rating:
Wings- 3/5 Opa's
Pizza- 2.5/5 Opa's

Not the greatest of days. Although the wings were pretty crispy (and served with a weakness!) they came with sauce on the side and just couldn't compare with Screwball's wings from down the road. Good amoung of celery though. The flatbread pizza was a total lie-- it should be called the roll pizza since it came on a steak roll. A little tough to chew and not so great. But, it knocked two items off the list. Ehh.


Oh, I guess since you're all insisting, you can have some pictures to celebrate Liz's graduation/last day.

Tuesday, August 17th

Oh, Georgie. It's only been two days and you already picked something that nobody even knew was on the menu. And it was delicious, and it was a great choice. Hell, I might even order it. And tearing me away from my diet of veggies and taco specials is a pretty difficult task.

The Blackened Chicken Personal Pizza

Picked by: Georgie

Is that the new Pence jersey I see? Why yes. It is.



The Rating:
4/5 Opa's- a solid rating. While this menu item was really unexpected, it didn't quite live up to the name. This was browned chicken, not blackened chicken. Full of zesty chicken strips, red peppers and other veggies, it was a really good choice, and not too heavy as far as a specialty pizza goes.

Friday, August 12th

It's a big day today, so there wasn't any individual ordering. So no post about Barb today! Check back on Monday.

It's a special day for three reasons:
1. It's Esther's birthday this weekend so we're celebrating today
2. Vicki is retiring. Actually, she's just going to college.  Anyhow, it's her last day.
3. We're all going to a Phillies game tonight. Aaaaaand we're going on a party bus. Oz's party bus to be exact.

Instead of George's menu food, we got Franzone's pizza and a french fry bar. (A french fry bar, for those of you who aren't fortunate enough to experience one consists of cheese, gravy and marinara sauce.)

Franzone's is deliciously awesome pizza. With a swirl of tangy sweet tomato sauce on the outside, it's got a great balance of thin crust, cheese and sauce. The sauce is controversial. You either love this stuff, or you hate it. That's because it's sweeter than the usual tomato sauce. Sounds gross? Wrong. It's the ultimate pizza in the Bridgeport/Philadelphia/Norristown/King of Prussia area. So good in fact, that it got commended in the best pizza of Philadelphia.

Mmmmhhhhmmm.

Esther's desk all dressed up for some birthday fun.

Everybody's in their Phillies gear, ready for the game. I only could get Liz and Esther to stand for a picture though.

Jay came by. Here he is eating in the randomest of places. He pretends like he didn't know I was taking this picture but he's totally cheesing.

Sheila made cupcakes for the party. Funfetti with Phillies P's. You can see all of us getting ready to sing.

She got all of the candles. (In two tries)

It's Vicki's last day, so she's reading her retirement card. Which is probably aimed at 70 year old men who've worked their entire lives. Not a problem. She got  for plenty of well wishes and one wish for failure (from Krick. Not really, but that's what Todd said.)

Esther's newest birthday present. It shoots 35 rounds out of a clip and comes with two clips. It's can shoot while it's reloading and is awesomely powerful. My one-shot nerf zip gun is looking pretty puny now.

Wednesday, August 03.

Excitement!! There's finally a real picture of the food Barb actually ate! I'm so happy I could explode into a giant confetti and sparkles cloud. I'm so genuinely tickled at this prospect that I used three whole exclamation points in the last paragraph. Three.whole.exclamation points, people. That's like three more than I ever would have used on a regular day.

Not even Cheese spilling meatballs on the rug can ruin this day.

Today's lunch: A Barbecue chicken pizza and onion rings!
Chosen by: Liz (who never eats George's food because she's on a health food kick. She said if she ate at George's, this is what she would order.)




This is an actual picture! I didn't have to....ahem...."borrow" this one from any foodie dorks. Wait, I take pictures of food and put them on my blog. Does that make me *gulp* a foodie dork too? Oh no.

The Rating:
A legitimate 4.5/5 Opa's.

From Barb:The pizza was the perfect size for one person and the onion rings were soooooooo good.  I haven’t order onion rings since I was about 12 years old and they were better than I remember! 4.5 Opas (I am not sure how you spell it). Also, the pizza came in the cutest little tiny pizza box.


Updates, for those who really scour the blog with their eyes 'n stuff.
-Emily has informed me that her favorite George's item is not actually salad. It's the Santa Fe burrito.
-Famous George has apparently gotten a haircut. It's very slick.

Friday, July 29th, 2011

It's Friday! Friday! Getting down on Friiiiiday! I have finally caught up with posting; this is the first time this week that I've actually posted on the actual day mentioned. Still no camera, since mine is still packed away in my suitcase, but I did witness lunch today.

Before we begin, why not groove to some Rebecca Black? She would probably want to hang out with Barb, if she met her. She's a way better rapper than the guy in the video, by the way.

Today's lunch was a Buffalo Chicken Pizza!
Picked by none other than mailman himself, Jay.

Due to the stomach issues from earlier in the week, this has been pushed back to today.


Rating: 4/5 Opa's. I expected the pizza to be gloppy with buffalo sauce and all smelly. It was indeed smelly, but the sauce was baked into the chicken and there were onions and all sorts of veggies.

Barb says: It was spicy and tangy! Also, Sheila mentioned that it smelled like her Grammy Krum's house. Which says something about Sheila's (sort of bizarre) memories. Oh well. That's the end of week one.