the flavor of prose

Today I wrote about one of my favorite places, Pizza Crossing in Logan, Ohio. Where else would my characters go for a quick bite? I didn't mention the crispy perfection of the crust, or how I sneakily always try to get one of the edge pieces (it's not cut in the usual pizza triangles, but in a criss-cross manner that gives more and smaller pieces). But maybe I should go back and put some of that in--the flavor of the place.
I also wrote 1500 plus words, which is a lot for me--I tend to hover around 1000 per day. To celebrate, I'm having smoky cheese on crackers for lunch.