Boy, it's been YEARS....I mean YEARS...since I had a delicious slice of Sbarro's pie. Brings back fond memories of working at The Gap in a Jackson, Mississippi mall. I would take my lunch break and my 4 dollars, run down to Sbarro and get one of those enormous pizza slices which, if memory serves correct, was like two pieces of pizza facing each other like two lovers on the dance floor. Almost like a pizza sandwich. Those were the days. Carefree living, grunge music dominating the airwaves, denim mini-skirts rampant and double decker pieces of hot, doughy, cheesy, meaty, goodness.