An account of everything anyone could possibly want to know--and then some--about Monaghan and his Domino's Pizza empire. Monaghan seems to think that those who wanted to read all about Lee Iaccoca and his cars would certainly have an appetite for Monaghan and his pizzas. He goes into excruciating detail about pizza ovens, pizza boxes, pizza sauce and the best way to cut a pizza (""Pizza is a complicated product--part chemistry, part artistry""). The year the Detroit Tigers won the World Series, he rushed his employees out to the airport to greet the players with pizzas. (They got caught in traffic and sold the pizzas to people in cars.) He later bought the team. He also explains his affinity for classic cars, Frank Lloyd Wright architecture and inspirational authors like Nor. man Vincent Peale and Dale Carnegie. He tells why he admires P. T. Barnum, a man who ""actually was a very scrupulous, honest man."" Monaghan is unfailingly polite. There is high praise (frequently employing the adjective ""brilliant"") for those ""Dominoids"" with ""pizza sauce in their veins"" who helped him along the way. There are pseudonyms for those who didn't. He delights in explaining his clean-living formula for success: keeping his end of the bargain, even when his business partners turned out to be less than forthright. He is a proud Catholic who once wanted to be a priest and who still speaks reverentially of his spiritual life. One Monaghan, with everything. To go.