Delissio has been something nostalgic and emotionally changing in my family dating all the way back to the good old days of 2015. Fridays, we all love them. The eve of the work week and the time to celebrate two glorious days off of work. My family and I felt like we needed something to commemorate this weekly occasion. We needed something special. So, after weeks turned into months of pondering, we decided on pizza. But we didn’t want any old , cardboard tastings pizza. We searched, poured all of our soul, sweat, blood and tears into taste testing. Finally, we found it, the perfect specimen. Delissio, the perfect amount of beautiful cheese with the salty yet perfect taste, not too much sauce, averaging 3-4 pepperonis a slice. Perfect. Every Friday for the past 8 years we have gotten the sweet adrenaline rush and pure joy as our taste buds exploded with ecstasy. Then the life altering tragic news was released to the world. My family discovered that our beloved pizza was being discontinued. WHAT WILL WE DO. All that work for nothing?? Why are they doing this. Sales are fine! Is it my fault?!? Breathe. I thought to myself ‘It’s okay young one, we can solve this’. We must work as before, but harder until we get what we want. Sign PLEASE. All of our pizza joy depends on us taking swift and bold action. Let’s make our voices heard!