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PIZZA, COMEDY, AND KIDDOS: This month's Pagliacci comedy night is headlined by Derek Sheen, known for his heavy metal, pop culture, sci-fi, and comic book humor. Hellooooo, nerds! While usual host PRoK's Emmett Montgomery is enjoying his honeymoon, Paul Merrill takes over MC duties, and joining Paul on stage are his two sons Charlie (3) and James (9). Because nothing says comedy like some dude's kids. 8 p.m. // Broadway Pagliacci Pizza // 426 Broadway Ave E // free

He's Brandon Pettit, musician from New York. She's Molly Wizenberg, the voice of Orangette. Their romance is chronicled in Molly's book, A Homemade Life (a title that makes you think it's going to be about an old lady's patterns for quilts, while it's actually two interwoven stories about Molly's dad and Molly's boyfriend). Anyway, Brandon--a composer and lecturer who studied in France (as did Molly)--moved to Seattle and, wouldn't you know it, decided that his calling life was (wait for it) pizza.

Doesn't that one last slice of Flying Squirrel Pizza look good? Okay, maybe not, but only because we took the picture with our camera phone, and in haste because we didn't want to look like a yokel.

Are you looking for an inexpensive way to show off your gourmet taste and talents? Consider staying in and making pizza the next time you want to have a romantic evening with someone special. It involves experimentation, lots of hands-on interaction, and then you can eat it without silverware so there's less to worry about the morning after. Drink lots of inexpensive wine with it. Few things break the ice easier than making pizza and drinking wine.

The owner of Eastlake pizzeria Pazzo's, David Mendoza, was charged on Monday for smuggling more than a ton of marijuana into the U.S. from Canada. Hmmm...and here we've never seen pot on the pizza topping menu before. Mendoza--who pled not guilty--has a long history of drug trafficking in Seattle, dating back to the early '90s, with cocaine and hashish convictions.

    

Seattle's emperor of pizza (and sultan of coffee), Mike McConnell, unveiled the fifth Via Tribunali outpost last night in the space at the back of the refurbished Crocodile. Official opening is tonight.

When rumors indicated that the clock might be ticking on a personal favorite pizza spot--Madame K's in Ballard--Seattlest rushed to organize a final dinner with some friends for the weekend. The pizza is good-ish and the whorehouse kitsch decor engenders a surprisingly comfortable environment; there are few rooms in the city that wrap a party in as warm a womb as the back of Madame K's. The smell of pizza intermingles with the must of retro thrift lingerie and it's cramped and weird and we love it. They actually cut their pizza into squares, Chicago style. If you think that's not a big deal try to get a random pizza delivery place to cut a pie into squares instead of slices sometime. What ends up arriving at your door is interesting, to say the least.

KEEP ON 69-ING: The Northwest Film Forum's yearlong film series highlighting the wide breadth of movies that came out in 1969 continues with two fine American features. Sydney Pollack's Depression-era dance marathon They Shoot Horses Don't They? was nominated for nine Oscars (winning one), while John Schlesinger's gigolo drama Midnight Cowboy is still the only X-rated film to win Best Picture. Both films play through Thursday with the former running at 6:15 and the latter at 8:30 every night.

We mentioned this in yesterday's Neighborhood News roundup already, but thought we'd make a bigger deal about it and give it its own post. Because, really, who can't use a $0.95 piece of pizza? It's gorgeous out, vaguely warm (compared to a week or two ago) and the line at Pagliacci's on Broadway was hopping when we were there a short while ago. We delighted in a ninety-five cent slice of pizza topped with Canadian bacon and pineapple, but we were this close to saving a dime and getting a plain slice instead. Hop on over. The pizza's cheap by the slice tonight 'til 11 p.m. The kind, pizza-slinging gentleman we talked to told us that's a special for today only. But, for the next 30 days, you get 30 percent off the first full pie in your order.

Now that the bridge at the Center of the Universe has reopened, things seem to be moving more freely. We'll be able to make it to the T.C. Boyle reading tonight at Barnes and Noble, and thanks to the Magnolia Voice, we know where to score pizza at late 1970s prices. It is an abundant universe, and in that spirit perhaps, the Seattle Times' Porsche-driving Frank Blethen is asking lawmakers to give newspapers a tax break.

Last night, the former Ace Hardware store (limit one free Oreo-like cookie with each purchase, strictly enforced) on Queen Anne began its official transformation to a real food-serving spot: the Sezoni signs are up. While the recession is ruining many restaurants around town, there seems to be no end to new pizzeria places; Sezoni claims to be cooking up the "gourmet" variety. They filed for their liquor license a month ago, so an opening seems imminent.

Seattlest started the New Year with a strong dose of reality. Hot Mama's, supposedly the best pizza on Cap Hill, doesn't cut it for this eater. Crust soggy, toppings bland.

Just one week left for the Jamba Juice location on Queen Anne. We loved them when we first learned about them, but it seems like a long time since we've partaken in their protein powders and Peach Pleasures.

       

We’ve got fond childhood memories of going to the local pizza joint. We hated delivery, as we wanted to actually GO and see the process, which was mesmerizing: tossing/stretching the dough, spreading the sauce, sprinkling the cheese, shoveling into the oven, retrieving the finished product, and dividing into eighths with the pizza cutter. If we ate at the restaurant, we’d race back to the table just ahead of the server to eat our pieces of the pie.

Tera will be catching the Saturday evening premiere of Spring Awakening at the Paramount. Saturday evening will be followed with a leisurely plane ride to Orlando where she’ll be trying out for the Mickey Mouse Club, or riding rollercoasters--however you want to look at it.

• We would go to this new West Seattle restaurant for the name alone: "OK Corral Sam'mich Slingers." Also the words "pulled pork" and "sammiches" are featured largely on their "sammich"-board, so we are 100% sold.
• Our friends at the Rainier Valley Post had an epic day of blogging yesterday, covering everything from the ongoing violence in the Othello neighborhood to updates on Nickelsville and "The Jungle" (two of Seattle's homeless encampments) to a call for volunteers for a Seward Park clean-up this weekend.
• Seattle Metblogs answers a plaguing question brought to us by a distressed reader yesterday: the Alibi Room is a pizza joint now? Sorry, jessejb, but it seems to be true.

You’ve got free passes for the blockbuster-to-be that’s previewing at Pacific Place. The movie starts at 7:00, but there’s sure to be an overflow crowd, which means the line will start snaking its way around the top floor of the mall well before 6:30. You need to stay close. Yet your stomach is growling, though there’s no time for a full meal; besides, you’re on a budget. (Todai is too much on both accounts.) What to do?

The Times is reporting that the Crocodile Cafe will, after some vague "construction," re-open in early 2009 with a Via Tribunali pizza kitchen in back. Live music will be sound engineered by the Croc's own Jim Anderson. No clue yet who will do the booking, or anything else, really, for that matter. But, there are photos online of how things look at the moment. So, we guess the disappearance of the Croc was really just a chance for the storied Belltown bar to get a little space before it comes back to us for good. And, damn, with pizza! Hott action.

• My Ballard is covering the search for a missing local swimmer at Golden Gardens. One swimmer had already been rescued from the water and taken to the hospital to be treated for hypothermia. As of 11 p.m., the Coast Guard and rescue divers were still looking for a second missing swimmer. UPDATE: The search for the missing swimmer has been called off. A recovery effort has begun to locate the missing swimmer's body.
• Blogging Georgetown has confirmed that an advertisement declaring the sale of a local restaurant is indeed about the beloved veggie and brew bar Georgetown Liquor Company.
• The ever-witty hyper-local Capitol Hill Seattle has a number of recommended activities for this weekend's car-free hours at Volunteer Park.

Skate King was the venue of choice for this Seattlest's elementary and middle school-sponsored events, as well as for countless cruel friends' birthday parties. Over all those years of practice, did we ever really catch the knack for rollerskating? No. Did the flat stench of the soda-sticky carpets, the feel of waxy pizza cheese on our tongues, and the tinny strains of Ace of Base's "I Saw The Sign" omnipresent at this place ever truly leave our heart and memory? Of course not!

TODAY IS WORLD REFUGEE DAY! The International Rescue Committee is hosting a benefit night of poetry, music, dance and crafts from our local refugee community at the Seattle Center, and John Hilde's Made In China (a documentary about his father's childhood in pre-WWII China) is screening at the NWFF with proceeds going to Mercy Corps' work in the devastated Sichuan province of China. Be a good neighbor and enjoy these artsy celebrations of diversity and tradition!

      

For years, we’ve heard that the best New York-style pizza in Seattle is actually in Snohomish.

We were getting ready to head down into Ballard last night to check out the Willie Nelson Tribute at Conor Byrne when we had the bright idea of taking our wife out for a dinner date on the way. The short and sweet note asking her out to the singularly lovely Madame K's put a smile on her down-in-the-dumps face almost as big as the one the Madame's orgasm dessert would soon put on ours.

As the lady says, "Have another little piece of my heart now, baby / You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good."

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook. On Sunday morning, following a trip to a local farmer's market/major supermarket chain, we will be preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks opponent. Then at halftime we will throw our badly burned hands in the air and make hot dogs.

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook. On Sunday morning, following a trip to a local farmer’s market/major supermarket chain, we will be preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks opponent. Then at halftime we will throw our badly burned hands in the air and make hot dogs.

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook. On Sunday morning, following a trip to a local farmer’s market/major supermarket chain, we will be preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks opponent. Then at halftime we will throw our badly burned hands in the air and make hot dogs.

We love lists. Which is why we're a little sad that we didn't know about Amazon.com's UnSpun until we read The Paper Noose's post on Georgetown's place in the Top "Hip" Neighborhoods to Live in Seattle, WA. There's nothing we love better than completely arbitrary lists with no discernible criteria beyond kneejerk personal opinion -- except maybe passing them along. According to UnSpun users, the top 10 "hip" neighborhoods are: 1. Capitol Hill (surprise,...