Today has been an interesting day.
At lunchtime, I dined with an ex-girlfriend. This is most likely the last time we’ll see each other, perhaps ever. I’m moving 100 miles away from her, and there isn’t a heck of a lot else to bring me back her way. And in a few years, she plans on moving out of New England entirely. So to commemorate the occasion, we re-created our first date: pizza at Bertucci’s. It was as good as ever, and the meal itself was bittersweet.
And tonight, I’m going to Pizzaria Uno’s. My new boss is taking me and the third person of our little team out to dinner to talk about his plans, our expectations, and all sorts of things we should get settled before we begin operations in about a month.
Having really, really good pizza twice a day can’t be the healthiest thing, but I think it’s worth it.
Perhaps after dinner, I’ll buy some frozen pizza just to complete the trifecta.