OK, I admit it...

...I've been craving food from home. We were told by some other expats that there was a particularly tasty Pizza place not too far from home. When it was my turn to choose, guess what I chose? Of course. Back across the pond, we would rotate choosing Sunday lunch places. 3 out of 4 of us almost always chose local Chinese food, but I always wanted Mexican or Italian. Now that our choices are severly limited and it was my turn to choose...you know it...no noodles for me.

I'll have you know it was the best pizza I've ever had. One was like a Pizza Hut Supreme and the other was Hawaiian (Ham and pineapple). YUM! It was deep dish and SOOOO fattening. I enjoyed every bite. The surprise was that I had iced (red)tea with it. That's a rarity. The Prince had a time with his own video camera. Too funny.


Even the King enjoyed himself. We all ate too much because we were about to do some shopping and no one wanted to be responsible to keep up with "take away" food. So we ate it all. We'll go back there...not too often. Just often enough to savor every bite.