Dad's Prank at the Pizza Parlor
Why I stopped trying to get even with my father
“Hey Rick, what time is it?”
It seemed like an innocent, everyday question.
But the day my father asked me to check the time was the day that my love of Shakey’s Pizza Parlor lost some of its idyllic shine.
I was twelve, and my family had gone out for pizza. The Shakey’s restaurant chain had interior windows looking into the kitc…
