Tales from Pizza Hut

Pizza Hut used to have buffets of a sort on Monday, where staff would bring slices to tables (I think one meat option and one vegetarian option).  The one in Nanaimo was great; I’d often go there either by myself or with Malaspina College (now Vancouver Island University) dormmates. The dormmate with the car was a rather… energetic driver and it felt like we were airborne more often than on the round during the overly packed car trip to the restaurant.  Once (this being my early 20s) I did something that, in my forties would never do: I ate too many pieces of pizza, got sick in the bathroom… and then continued eating.

I wasn’t at impressed with the Pizza Hut on Shelbourne when I moved to Victoria (or rather Saanich; University of Victoria is considered part of Saanich and Oak Bay, and most of the immediate area I travelled to the most, including Pizza Hut was in Saanich).  It always seemed that they were slow relaying the type of pizza I liked (you couldn’t get it yourself; you had to wait for them to come over with it). Once I went there and there were a large number of kids, so the staff kept relaying the pizza to the kids, and only to the kids, who would take all the pizza and were ready for more by the time the next tray came along.  They never started with the adult tables so it was rare for any of the other tables to get any on that day.  After about 20 minutes or so I hadn’t gotten a single slice and went to Mr. Mike’s instead.  I think I only went there once or maybe twice after that