Feeling bad for me that we didn't get Lulu's Pizza that fateful day in New Haven (see March archives for details) . . . George tonight became "Georgio" (his word, not mine) and made me a New Haven pizza at home.
He bought pizza crust dough from Cangiano's, the old classic Italian grocer in the neighborhood.
I am fat. But happy.
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Many of us fatties are, actually. Food rocks!
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