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Going for a fancy dinner out is one thing - a very, very good thing, actually. 

But cuddling up with your family in a carpet-lined booth at a small-town pizza parlor with a large pie, a two-liter of root beer and a stack of Dixie cups is the stuff memories that last a lifetime are made of. 

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Tulsa is an incredible city. I think it's pretty safe to say that it's my favorite. But there are several smaller communities sprinkled along the outskirts of T-Town that are more than worth a visit. 

Historic communities like Sand Springs, Sapulpa and Claremore come to mind. Downtown Jenks has a lot to offer, too, especially this time of year. That famous scene from It's a Wonderful Life in which Jimmy Stewart runs shouting through the streets could just as easily have been in Green Country's J-town as Bedford Falls. 

Merry Christmas, movie house! Merry Christmas, Emporium! Merry Christmas, you wonderful old Building and Loan! 

I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself. My will is weak when it comes to Jimmy Stewart. And movies made in 1946. 

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Duck into a certain pizzeria just off Main Street in Jenks and you could find this: A large pizza, half pepperoni, half supreme. 

And an almost-three-year-old boy who really wishes his mother would stop snapping photos so he can have some food already. 

It's all available inside the dining room - all three booths' worth of it - of Primetime Pizza. 

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Word has been going around about Primetime Pizza for quite some time now. <a href="http://www.krmg.com/krmgmorningnews">Host of the KRMG Morning News Joe Kelley</a>, for one, is a frequent and outspoken devotee of the carryout counter. So is radio dude <a href="http://www.twitter.com/shelbytradio">Shelby Travis</a>. And PR heavy hitter and <a href="http://tulsagridiron.org/">Gridiron 2010</a> producer <a href="http://www.twitter.com/kerrymalone">Kerry Malone</a>. And pretty much anyone I've ever met from Jenks with tastebuds agree with them.  

So when my husband, son and I were driving aimlessly around town last week (as we often do - <a href="http://www.tashadoestulsa.com/2010/09/know-your-town/">it's one of the top ways to know what's going on around town</a>, after all) and noticed we were getting hungry, we decided to road trip it to Jenks to find out what all this Primetime Pizza fuss was all about.

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The first thing you see when you pull up to Primetime is this beautiful, hand-painted, vintage-style outdoor menu board, taller than most of us who don't have NBA contracts and wider than I could spread my arms. 

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I hadn't even walked into this place and already I was smiling. How's that for first impressions? 

Then we walked in to find a long counter, an open, busy pizza kitchen and the shy but friendly, smiling face of David Powers, owner of Primetime.

There's no soda fountain at Primetime - it's styled more for carryout than casual dining - so we bought a two-liter of root beer (the only proper thing to drink with pizza when beer isn't available) from the small fridge next to the counter. The staff behind the counter brought us these: 

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Oversized Dixie cups. 

You guys? Root beer + Dixie cups = my humbly bred, Oklahoma blood singing in its veins. I've decided I'll no longer drink root beer from any other vessel. 

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This boy, he loves The Root Beer, too. He comes by it honestly. 

We felt like we'd struck gold. 

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And that was before these came along: 

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Hot wings. Not soaked and soggy with wing sauce - a pretty rare find 'round these parts. And a welcome one.

Oh, and they were only $6 for 10 pieces. I hear what you're saying - dang is right. 

It wasn't but 10 minutes from the time we ordered that this arrived: 

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The pizza - remember? The one I mentioned before? 

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The crust was fluffy on the inside and crispy-crunchy on the outside in the way only a light brushing of butter could accomplish. The sauce was sturdy, but not too bold of a platform for the mound of toppings that comes standard on a Primetime pizza. 

You need a fork to eat this stuff, mostly because you won't want to miss out on the goodies that fall to the cardboard on which the pizza is served - yes, when you dine in at Primetime, your pizza comes to your table on a huge square of the corrugated cardboard you often find in the bottom of your pizza box - when you pick it up for a bite. 

Which is much more than one would expect to get in exchange for $11 and a quarter for a one-topping large, or $15 for a supreme. 

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Ah, my favorite thing about eating pizza - the crust bubble. 

I love the crust bubble. 

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You saw it here first, folks - the first photograph ever of the mysterious interior of a pizza crust bubble. 

OK, so maybe it's not the first. In fact, I'm pretty sure it's not. But we're all still fascinated, right? And we're all still better people now because today we've seen the inside of a pizza crust bubble, aren't we? 

Just say yes. 

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While the wings, pizza and root beer in Dixie cups were so good that a week later their deliciosity still invades our thoughts, I think the part we enjoyed most about dining in at Primetime was watching as the staff person at the counter - not even the guy who owned the place, mind you - knew every single customer who came through the door to pick up a pizza and greeted him/her by name. 

Eavesdropping on the banter between business owners and regular customers has long been one of my favorite pasttimes. It's usually best at breakfast counters and diners, but it was pretty great at Primetime, too. Not only did this staff member ask his customers about their kids and whether or not they'd won that big game earlier in the week, but he did it all with please, thank you, ma'am and sir thrown in for good measure. 

This is still Oklahoma, folks, but that's definitely not something you hear very often anymore, even around here. 

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It's New Year's Eve, the second-busiest night of the year for the pizza biz. Tonight, if you have time for a short drive, head to Jenks to pick up a pizza from Primetime for your party tonight. Not only will it taste better than the stuff you normally pick up from the chain location up the street, but you'll feel pretty awesome that you wrapped up this year and started on a new one on a pretty kick-ass note: By supporting a small, unique part of Main Street Oklahoma.

We all know that sausage and peppers with a stellar sauce and a chewy crust can feed the appetite. But pizza that's made by your neighbor, that's part of the fight to keep small town America from homogenizing into a No Place and that's not like any pizza anywhere else in the world? 

That, my friends, feeds the soul. 

<strong>Primetime Pizza</strong>
109 N. Elm Street
(918) 299-0939
<a href="http://www.primetimepizza.info/">PrimeTimePizza.info</a>
Seven days, 3-10pm
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(A word about the negative reviews on Urbanspoon: Someone who left a comment preferred a $5 pizza from Cheezies over what they had from Primetime. And...anything I could write after that would be nothing more than extra work for my fingers. Not what I need on a holiday.)