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I'm making a real effort at finishing some books this last several days.
First was American Pie: My Search for the Perfect Pizza. My wife and I are transplanted Chicagoans living in the Greater Los Angeles Area, where the pizzas aren't the best in the nation, so reading this was a bit bittersweet. The author isn't fond of deep dish or stuffed pizza, though he does chronicle his tastings. He deals with going back to the Old Country to try their pizzas, the pizzas of the Northeast, and his favorite pizzeria in the country. They sound delicious. One curious point: he quotes another food critic that the crust counts five times what the toppings do. I guess I've never really had good crust, because for me it's always been the toppings. Oh, well.
Then I finished Working for Bigfoot, a short story collection by Jim Butcher of several tales that fit into the Dresden series. I really like that series anyway, but these tales are fun. I believe the title says it all, and I refuse to give spoilers. Just...fun reading...
First was American Pie: My Search for the Perfect Pizza. My wife and I are transplanted Chicagoans living in the Greater Los Angeles Area, where the pizzas aren't the best in the nation, so reading this was a bit bittersweet. The author isn't fond of deep dish or stuffed pizza, though he does chronicle his tastings. He deals with going back to the Old Country to try their pizzas, the pizzas of the Northeast, and his favorite pizzeria in the country. They sound delicious. One curious point: he quotes another food critic that the crust counts five times what the toppings do. I guess I've never really had good crust, because for me it's always been the toppings. Oh, well.
Then I finished Working for Bigfoot, a short story collection by Jim Butcher of several tales that fit into the Dresden series. I really like that series anyway, but these tales are fun. I believe the title says it all, and I refuse to give spoilers. Just...fun reading...