Progress, Measured in Fish Sticks

Jenny and I ordered pizza online today—first time either of us had done it. We’d always had to walk to the place on the corner before. But the online menu had options the corner place never dreamed of, including a fish stick pizza and, in honor of the approaching season, a Christmas special: roast gravy, potato slices, red cabbage, beef steak, and cheese. Two kinds of cheese. Because once apparently wasn’t enough. I’m not entirely sure what to make of the future.