I have pleasant nostalgic memories of my Mom taking me to Pizza Hut when I was in high-school. I didn't realize it then, but it was a great bonding moment- sit down in a "fancy restaurant", order deeper-dish pizza (that even then was a little oily, but I digress), have an ice-cold pitcher of Pepsi while we talked about life, school, God, family, whatever came up. I'm thankful to her for those 80s memories.

I'm not sure Pizza Hut even has eat-in restaurants anymore; if they do, I haven't seen one in a while. In any case, the last time I tried their pizza, it wasn't as good as I remember- though I can't determine if it's because it's changed, or the rose-coloured-glasses effect of my memory is making it taste better in remembrance.