You know that jarring stumble that happens when you get to the bottom
of the stairs one step sooner than you expected? Yeah, so...
There's this little stall place nearby that makes pizza. It's a nice looking place in a mall, not like the roadside stalls, or the car trunk stalls. And they make the dough right there in front of you, so you can see that it should be good.
After passing by it several times in favor of more local cuisine, I finally tried it. I ordered a chicken sausage pizza with pineapple on it. Apparently all their pizzas have pineapple on them.
The faltering step, though? The "chicken sausage" turned out to be balogna.
I staggered for a moment.
There's this little stall place nearby that makes pizza. It's a nice looking place in a mall, not like the roadside stalls, or the car trunk stalls. And they make the dough right there in front of you, so you can see that it should be good.
After passing by it several times in favor of more local cuisine, I finally tried it. I ordered a chicken sausage pizza with pineapple on it. Apparently all their pizzas have pineapple on them.
The faltering step, though? The "chicken sausage" turned out to be balogna.
I staggered for a moment.
Leave a comment