After swim practice Monday morning,
I went downtown for lunch. I decided to have
a little pizza instead of my favorite turkey burger.
The change meant a little detour,
away from my usual rat trail. I headed
into the southeast section of downtown Indy
where I walked along the short block
called Pearl Street. I looked up to see the restored
buildings along Washington Street, now full
of restaurants, art galleries, and a barber shop.
In the background, Victory pokes up
from atop her perch on Monument Circle, while other
buildings, all built within the past thirty years,
stand in stark blahness compared
to the older beauties in the foreground.
Bigger is definitely not better.
And my pizza? Meh.
At least it had a nice thin, crispy crust
and plenty of cheese. I found another
pizza place afterward on Pearl Street.
I'll have to try it next time.