A masked and gloved person opened my passenger car door and shoved a pizza onto the seat beside me. It was like some kind of reverse thievery. I pulled to another part of the parking lot, removed my own mask, doused my hands in Purell and shoved a gooey slice in my maw. The first restaurant food in a month and a half. It was delicious.
I won't make a habit of curbside pickup, but I was glad to support a local business and splurge.
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