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Since it was such a gorgeous day, I suggested to Evan that we make it a working-out happy hour and walk to the bar from our house. It was only 2.5 miles away, how long could that take, 30 minutes? Apparently, I think I am a speed walker. It took a little longer than that, but the walk to the bar was no problem. The walk home was murder. I have 5 blisters to prove that and I even wore my “sensible” shoes. The whole way home, I kept saying “whose idea was this, anyway?” I don’t know if Evan was amused.
And I know what you are thinking….did we try the bull testicle pizza. The answer to that question is, no. We had their White Pizza, but added marinara sauce. I get it that this makes no sense, but when I am craving a pizza, I want a red sauce. And I just walked 2.5 miles, so I am ordering a pizza how I like it. It was topped with roasted garlic, ricotta cheese and surry sausage. Very good, but next time I am driving.
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