Mr. Chili and I went out to lunch the other day and had some (really mediocre) pizza. The pie was huge, though, and we didn’t want to waste it, so we decided to bring it home, hoping that it would be better cold (it was, though marginally).
The box was out yesterday afternoon (we had the leftovers for lunch while clicking through various news outlets on the t.v. to cruise election coverage) and Beanie pointed out the grammar error. Since the pizza was pretty lousy and the service at the restaurant sucked – Mr. Chili and I were the only two there, but it took the better part of a half an hour to get our lunch – I probably won’t be going back to the place, so I won’t have an opportunity to correct them. Whatever.