Joshua Batenhorst

As the father of daughters, I felt that this book gave me plenty of reasons to put pineapple on my pizza. Did Mike Schur engage in an extremely self indulgent exercise in “humility” - aka “look at me Louie-ty” for fans of the LeBatard program - in which he name drops everyone he has ever met including his alma mater but minus the Philbuns? Yes. His pint was he sure is lucky, but geez, dude. Did ya have to rub it in? Was it a nice refresher for a once Philosophy major with a particularly strong section on the practical ethics of the Existentialist school? Yes, yes it was. But mostly, this book is about pizza. Thank you, Mr. Schur, for suggesting pineapple. It is delicious and truly the only kind of topping that belongs on pizza. This was the kind of thing I hope my daughters grow up to remember and embody.