September 28th, 2009


Getting it out of my system

I went downtown today to buy some fabric. As I was driving through town I noticed Woodstock's, a pizza place, and memories of its "wilde bread" came to me. I wanted some. I determined I would have some.

I bought my fabric, got in my car to see if I could find a space near the pizza place, and failed. As I was driving along Marsh, though, I thought of an alternative. Another pizza place across from a parking garage. I went there and had their version of wilde bread, which turned out to be not as high in fat but still with plenty of herbs, and I was satisfied. It's out of my system. For now.