Conversation held last night between the guy at Fellini Pizzeria taking my order - let's call him Filbert - and me*.
*Note: in my head this was all friendly banter; G later told me I was being rude and obnoxious. So I may never return there. Again.
Me: A large margherita please and 2 Peroni
Filbert: Excuse me? What kind of pizza?
Me: A larghe margherita.
Filbert:.... *look of confusion*
Me: You know. Just a pizza.
Filbert: Oh ok. I thought you said margherita. We don't have that.
Me: Of course you do.
Filbert: No we don't.
Me: What do you put on a pizza with no toppings?
Filbert: Mozzarella cheese, tomato sauce.
Me (slapping counter top with my palm): Margherita!
Filbert ignores me and puts in the order. Rightly so.
Me: So when you serve a margherita, what are you serving?
Filbert: Spinach, garlic,...
and I missed the rest, for obvious reasons.
Friday, 20 September 2013
Wednesday, 4 September 2013
In Cubaaaaa
violent leaders who you're afraid of
there's nothing you can do
Now you're in Cuba
a worldwide leader in executions
and child prostitution
let's hear it for Cuba
there's nothing you can do
Now you're in Cuba
a worldwide leader in executions
and child prostitution
let's hear it for Cuba
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