Growing up, I loved it. We didn't grow up poor, but newly immigrant parents working all day long and raising 3 kids, there was not a single extra cent. But every once in a while, we'd get Little Ceasars Pizza Pizza deal as a treat. So many happy memories of tearing into those things. Eventually, I learned that the Little Ceasars Pizza was not actually great, and maybe it was somewhat subpar to many other options, but that will do nothing to replace its place in my heart. 14 year old me with a belly full of pizza was the happiness incarnate.