At the risk of sounding crude, when was the last time you used our restroom?

I spend an unfortunately large amount of time cleaning our restrooms. Trust me, scrubbing toilets will humble you up real quick and sometimes I secretly dream of looking back at my time cleaning toilets as "way back when--before I made my millions." But in a recent foray into the custodial arts, I noticed something I thought significant: toilet paper. I was not struck by the fact that we have toilet paper, but more the fact that we have nice toilet paper.

Christopher has this whole theory that he wants his restaurant to serve food he would feed to his family. He wants ingredients of the best quality and not any of the garbage you can get at other pizza places. I dig that; it's sadly refreshing to see a restaurant owner who is willing to forego maximal profit for customer satisfaction. I've seen it in action and I happen to think it may not be the smartest way to do business, but it sure seems like the best way to do business. With so much competition, I suppose it's why we are still open. Never in my wildest dreams, however, did I imagine that Christopher's way would extend to toilet paper.

It may say something about me, but the toilet paper here at the restaurant is of a significantly higher quality than that of mine at home.

I know this whole topic is pretty random (and potentially gross), but I do not think it is insignificant. In some weird way, our TP makes me proud; we try hard to be a nice place to eat, drink, socialize, listen, and just be. And I'm happy to work in a place that doesn't scrimp, doesn't compromise, and doesn't hurt.

So next time nature calls, don't worry...we got you covered.