| I made a more traditional deep-dish last wed. MIL came down fro Chiang Rai and the Ol' lady promised her I'd make a fuckin pizza
beautiful it was, Crisp yet chewy crust, about 4cm deep, slivers of onion bell pepper, pepperoni and salami. I gave one of the prized corner pieces to the BIL one to MIL and one for me. These fuckin people put ketchup on my pizza scopped out the stuffing and left the goddam crust!!!
nest time they show up let em eat somtam
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