drunkblogging

i know i've done this before, but never with the fulfilling taste of new york pizza settled in my tummy. although you have your aspenites who swear by crepes and gyros at the popcorn wagon, there are the few and truly local who swear by the merits of the delicious thin-cruted greasiness of the pepperoni slice at nyp. oh, sweet 2am delight like none other, thank you, pizza guy, and here is 75 cents tip for you as always.

whether a night at caribou, chelsea, or eric's, your pizza always satisfies.

oh, and i just decided that i actually love nyc so much that i bought a ticket to visti. a cheap flight from at lanta to the big apple should be just what i need in a few weeks. now it's time to go to bed...