pizza with a fork and knife {is still pizza}
ok i
love
new york pizza.
i could eat it every day and not get sick of it.
and i love that
grease running down your arm,
scarf it down before you realize how many calories it is,
koronet is the motherland
feeling.
but
i must admit something.
{manhattan, plz don't h8}
i prefer chicago pizza.
as in,
i'd rather deprive myself for a month,
wait an hour for a table,
wait another hour for a pizza,
STUFF MY FACE,
almost chop my finger off cutting the crust,
and then repeat.
why's does it always have to come in second place?
:-(
my favorite french man adrien even flew across the pond just for a slice...
{adrien, don't look so scared}
a trip home is just not complete without some obnoxiously thick pizza.
{oh yeah, did i mention i'm home??}
xoxo
yeh
photo shoot/pig out sesh on location at uno pizzeria in chicago
{p.s. "uno chicago grill" b.s. that makes appearances in boston, new york, etc, ain't got nothin on the original.}