Gino's Pizza & Spaghetti House of Cross Lanes, WV

For my current trip, I thought I had all of my pizza stops planned but I kept seeing signs for this Gino's. I feel like maybe I've heard of it or maybe I've had a frozen pizza from a brand of the same name. It's not a unique name for a pizza monger. Then I saw Gino's and Tudor's Biscuit World in the same building, which greatly amplified my curiosity. In a world of biscuits, can there be a pizza that is the most West Virginia of All pizzas?

My $9.99 Large Cheese Pizza had a Ratio of 3cr/2ce/2ch. I give the dough a 4 out of 5. Texturally it was perfect, with some goo in each bite and a little skin of crispy chewiness on the bottom. However, it was much thinner in the middle 1/3 than the rest, so there were some parts that edged on being too doughy. For that reason, I give Gino's a 4 out of 5 for Overall Quality. 

Gino's sauce gets a 4 out of 5. It's really good, with a consistency I wish Pizza Hut still provided. However, there's nothing remarkable about it. Which leads me to style. I was able to order my pie at a counter, like a fast food joint. There was a counter on the other side of the place for Tudor's biscuit world. The decoration was definitely more like a world of biscuits, which is fine. It's unique. I detected a bit of Cheddar on my pie, which enhanced its savory. Every bite was delightful. 

I see how Gino's is a local favorite and successful chain in the region, but it doesn't stand out. I give them a 4 out of 5 for style. With a final score of 80%, I will definitely go to Gino's again. You should go there too. 

My Year of Rest and Relaxation by Ottessa Moshfegh

I read this one because a couple of my friends said they had started it, or were going to read it. I love when this happens because I yearn for friends to talk about books with. As it turns out, my friends didn't read this book. Maybe they have by now. I should ask. Anyway, My Year of Rest and Relaxation is about a depressed young woman who lives alone in New York City. As she was already enabled to support herself as a part time receptionist at a gallery, she lost her parents who left her a house and enough money to live on for a while. So our heroine decides to get herself prescribed to as many downers as possible, so she can sleep almost all the time, until she feels better. Eventually she finds a drug to make this happen, and an artist who's willing to take care of things for her, so she only has to be awake or cognizant for one day out of every week or so. As it turns out, she takes for granted the ones she truly cares about those who truly care for her in turn.