Of course like any teenager, I loved pizza. In the 1970's we had to drive from Sunapee, NH into Newport in order to buy the greasy round pies from the Village Pizza. Unlike most adults, I do not do pizza often nowadays. In fact, I think it really had been years, literally.
In fact, I can pinpoint the exact day. We were in the mountain top village of Corniglia in the Italian Cinque Terre. Look at the date of that blog entry!
So, it was with great pleasure, I ate the whole picture above. Last night, we met up with friends and ended up eating at the Olympia on Denman in Vancouver. It was nice. We must resolve to eat dinner out together more often.
