If you’re ever driving through Middle Of Nowhere Midwest and see a pizza joint named Jimbob’s, there’s nothing for it, you have to stop and eat there. I mean, really, it’ll either be great pizza that Jimbob’s family has been perfecting for generations, or it’ll be greasy, tasteless, and possibly deep-fried, which would be an equally good story to tell. As we drove up, I had an image of it’s interior in woody shades of brown, tan, and yellow. It also seemed like it should be dark inside, and possibly dirty.<\/p>\n
We were rather disappointed that is was attached to a gas station. Something about looking through a glass door and seeing the inside of the station detracted from it’s potential charm. But the decor was both better and worse than we had imagined it. It was shabbily clean and very bright inside, with sunlight catapulting off the warring stripes of fuschia, teal, and daffodil yellow painted in varying lengths along the mottled white tables, walls, and chairs. Think a small herd of My Little Ponies<\/a> melted down and then extruded over marbled linoleum.<\/p>\n My sister was fighting back disappointment at the cleanliness and lightness of the place until I sat down and my chair wobbled and creaked crazily. Looking down, we realized that a piece of particle board had been wedged under the chair’s seat to keep the whole contraption functional. Unfortunately, neither the chair nor it’s makeshift support were happy with this arrangement, and both complained loudly whenever I shifted.<\/p>\n Then we noticed that all the pictures on the wall were made by printing out 8.5×11 segments of the picture on a color printer, and then cobbling the segments together and taping them to the wall.<\/p>\n Jimbob’s was beginning to live up to our expectations after all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" If you’re ever driving through Middle Of Nowhere Midwest and see a pizza joint named Jimbob’s, there’s nothing for it, you have to stop and eat there. I mean, really, it’ll either be great pizza that Jimbob’s family has been perfecting for generations, or it’ll be greasy, tasteless, and possibly deep-fried, which would be an … Continue reading Jimbob’s<\/span>