Thursday, July 13, 2006

In the beginning, there were strawberries. Flats and flats of strawberries, bought from the little stand on the corner. That is what he would bring me.

And now, two years later, there is pizza. Topped with anchovies, jalapeños and pineapple. This is what he ordered. This is what arrived.

I ate a slice. Because I wanted to be brave. Because I wanted to try.

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