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When I look at a slice of Rascal House pizza, I look deep into the eyes of its toppings.  I imagine their lives, where they came from, their dreams and aspirations.  Then I write a story about them.

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It doesn’t matter if it’s Christmas or Valentine’s Day.  My wife and I love pizza.  We especially like Rascal House pizza in Cleveland, Ohio.  Check out the latest story I wrote for them here When The Moon Hits Your Eye Like A Rascal House Pie, That’s Amore! Thanks for reading.