I've already blogged about my trip to the state bowling tournament in Green Bay a few weeks ago. What I failed to mention, perhaps because I'm a little embarrassed, is that I wolfed down about four pieces of Toppers' pizza at 2:30 a.m. on that Saturday morning.

You see, in our haste to get to Green Bay, check in to the hotel, then check out the nightlife scene, we sort of forgot to eat lunch and dinner. By the time we were ready to pack it in for the night, I was ravenous.

At one of the bars, Toppers Pizza had a booth set up with $1 slices. I went to town on that booth, whipped into a starving fury that could only be satiated by copious amounts of pizza. I'm sure it was a lovely sight for any onlookers to behold my Homer Simpson-esque feeding frenzy.

At the time, it tasted like the best pizza I'd ever shoveled into my mouth, though two pieces would've more than done the trick. (Yes, I know, I have portion control issues.)

Fast forward to today. I was craving pizza for lunch, and also wondering if Toppers tastes as good in the light of the day. I've heard that it doesn't, with most people telling me their food is downright crappy.

So, in the interest of science, I dropped in to the new location at 1903 Kenilworth Ave., just a few blocks from our office.

I asked the guy if they sold pizza by the slice, and he instead directed me to their "Topperstix." I placed an order for one, half with pepperoni, half with bacon.

Fortunately, I was not nearly as ravenous today as I was in Green Bay, since the order took about 15 minutes. It also cost a little over $8 with a soda, which seemed pricey for some breadsticks and a Coke.

That said, it turned out to be a lot of food. Greasy, cheesy, tasty and all-too-dippable in garlic butter sauce, I ate the whole thing. It was too much food. Toppers tricked me again!

Before I slip into a food coma, I'll say this: Toppers really is good. But no one should order what I did for lunch. Save this decadent, yeasty treat for when you really need it, at bar time. Learn from my mistakes: I'm pretty much ruined for the afternoon, and frankly surprised that I had enough energy to pound out this short blog.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna pull a George Costanza and take a nap under my desk.