I am most excited to talk about Happy Joe’s Pizza that is located in Iowa over by Bettendorf. Bettendorf is about a two-hour drive from my dads hometown, Chicago. My uncle was telling me how when he and my dad were younger, they got stupid drunk and started to seriously crave pizza. So they did what any responsible teenager would. They took my grandpas’ car and drove it two hours to Bettendorf to try the famous Taco pizza that Happy Joes had advertised on a radio station. After stuffing their beer guts with scrumptious taco pizza, they arrived back home in the same night thinking they accomplished a perfect prison break from my grandpa’s house. However, my dad forgot to put back the gumball machine that he stole from Happy Joes and was found by my grandpa, cuddling it on the living room floor with my uncle. After hearing this story and realizing why we have a random gumball machine in our attack, it was only fair we all traveled to his home town to return it. This was the first personal connection I ever had with my dad considering he was a macho- military man who felt he needed to seclude all of his emotions and childhood memories to himself. The building is very vintage and has a very friendly atmosphere. Not to mention the taco pizza is to die for. Seeing my dad for the first time show genuine happiness was the greatest feeling I had ever felt. The establishment also had a gaming area where you could win prizes with tickets you received and a playground where my dad would take balls from the ball pit and chuck them at me. If it wasn’t for the harsh winters, Chicago would be my future home area. However, I will be going back soon for the delicious taco pizza and to check on the returned gumball machine that we discretely put back.