Let the sad face prevail ...
After a Pens game, we arrived back in the South Side with a hankering for some gyros, but totally too many beers consumed to drive the 10 whole blocks to Lesvos. So, lazy/drunk me ordered from my go-to spot Ephesus (downtown was the delivery source) ...
Then we waited.
And waited a little longer.
Fell asleep.
Woke up ...
and there were no gyros.
I called and apparently there was someone new answering the phone, who didn't confirm the address. Granted, I've ordered from there at least 10 other times ... eh. Confused, tired, and let down, I told them 'no worries,' but unfortunately, strike one.