I realized I'm thankful I'm not a pizza snob. Had some (a lot) of delicious
Blackjack pizza last night (and Schilling 90, Twisted Pine Blonde, Dale's Pale Ale, uh, lost track after that). I used to love Little Caesars pizza, which I'm not sure it exist out here. I spent a month in Italy for a chip timing company I used to work with and had an open tab at a fine little restaurant in Piazza del Erbe in Montova (situated roughly between Veniza and Milano). The folks in that quaint northern Italy town were amused by my ability to eat two pizzas. They were about the size of one slice of an American large pizza. I eventually got into the swing of things and learned: 1. do not ever eat while walking down a sidewalk in public. 2. eat small portions more often (goes for the tiny caffeinated drinks too) . 3. savor life in each, small morsel (this was troublesome when it came to beer and wine).
Anyway, back to pizza, I love pizza, all of it. I do favor the deep dish versions like Chicago's Gino's East but am open to being friends with all versions of pie.
On the goal front, based on a
post from a few days ago, I have been wearing a watch on runs and I replaced the headlamp in my car (I'm embarrassed at how inexpensive and easy it was. I was worried that like everything else on that car, it would be molto costoso. Ah, the language goal. I have looked into classes and I think Italian is the way to go. Bellissimo! Now I can wander around annoying people like the guy in "
Breaking Away" blurting out Italian phrases...
Ciao amici.
http://www.chicagopizzaandovengrinder.com/
ReplyDeletethis is the place. the most amazing and completely unique pizza in existence. the stuff pizza dreams are made of.
pizza on, pizza-er.
ZOMG! lol, Breaking Away is the movie that inspired me to pursue endurance sports...when I was in HS, I was going to become a Tour racer, like LeMond...now I run trails...
ReplyDeleteI spent a week in Barcis Italy a few years ago (Duathlon World Championships)outside of Venice. I found their pizza boring... but their wine and pastries!? Amazing. I ended my season binging on wine and canolos in Venice.
ReplyDeleteLittle Caesar's does indeed still exist! Got one down the street from me -- a distance that would make way too short of a run to even contemplate doing, but is too far to walk, so I take the car. Funny how that works. I think the number of miles a person walks is inversely proportionate to the number of miles that person runs. ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks, P, for the suggestion. i'll be in ChiTown in May and will definitely hit that place up!
ReplyDeleteBreaking Away is a great movie; I might rent it tonight.
Hey Stephanie, Now I have a reason to visit you! ;-) Hope your training is going well.
The pizzaria's in Italy are great, quattro formagio was my favorite with a bottle of wine. Before I went to Italy I never thought of drinking wine with pizza, then I saw this guy sit down with a pizza and bottle of wine and I thought "that's what I want."
ReplyDeleteCarbo loading rules.
ReplyDeleteI bought my wife the Rosetta Stone Italian (the one that ensures you finish this you speak the F-ing language). We're lagging on it, which is financially irresponsible! Yeah, we're all wanting to learn the language. And we will.
Yesterday I bought an antique coffee table for $20 from Goodwill. Today I'm going to climb about 2000ft.
One day, I'm going to Italy.
Tim,
ReplyDeleteNext time your in Reno I'll make sure to take little Caesar's (there is one right down be the freeway).
Also, you call yourself a cyclist and you don't OWN Breaking Away? I got it around my house somewhere (betamax probably).
d.
Also, feel free to edit my posts so I don't look like an idiot.
ReplyDeleteYour = You're. "...I'll make sure to take YOU TO Little Caesar's."
I need to stop running and go back to school.
I understood what you meant. That's all that matters in communication, right?
ReplyDeleteI love pizza! I've worked at at least 3 different pizza joints in Charlotte and I am a proud pizza snob. But when you've spent years trying all different kinds (for free)and having free reign on what toppings AND getting to eat it right out of the oven, you get spoiled. There are so many different pizza options that if you don't like pizza, it's because you haven't found the right one.
ReplyDeleteStill the best pizza I ever had was at a hole-in-the-wall place in Rome. It was a tiny shop with only 3 seats at a counter, so it was really just a take out joint. They used fresh ingredients for the sauce and the toppings. I've never had pizza like that!
And now I want pizza.