When my folks split up in '76, mom and I used to go to the laundromat once a week. We did that for 2 years 'til she moved into a new house. Right next to the laundromat was a pizza restaurant, so we'd put the clean laundry in the dryer, then get a pizza next door. Seems like we went out to eat alot back then, not just laundry days. Once the new house was built, we didn't go to the laundromat anymore. I didn't miss the laundromat, but I really missed having that pizza every week.