A family tradition as of late is my mom getting pizza for the whole family Halloween get-together. I rode with her (as parking at my brother's house is small) and waited for her to get the pizzas. They sure were busy this night. The building used to be a small gas-station before Dominoes moved in (and it's been standing for as long as I can remember) so parking here isn't terrible as you can be more creative if all the traditional spaces are used up. That's the one thing I hate about our local Papa Johns is all three local places are in super-tiny spaces. One of my nieces called me the Pizza Man because I brought in the huge stack of pizzas when we came in the door.