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Friday, February 03, 2006

pizza mason

julie and i went out for a pizza tonight in the south end of ottawa.
it was delish' but the experience made me queasy.
i know that fingers were invented before forks and all that crap and pizzas are supposed to be made by hand.
how else is one supposed to make a pizza?
but i made note of two things that went on in the restaurant that turned my stomach.
isn't there some sort of (by)law about handling food and money...
at the same time?
there must be.
touch a bill - wash your hands - touch food.
that's how it should work.
oh yeah, then there was the pizza maker who was ladling out the tomato sauce on the dough with a big spoon from the big pre-prepared bucket of red stuff.
must of got some on his ham-fisted hands somehow and he then proceeded to scrape his paws off into said bucket of sauce like a master mason's trowel lest any of it go to waste.
yeah, who needs to rinse when you can recycle with a deft scrape or two?
he did pound on the cheese like it was going out of style, however.
I have two slices left over.
Want some?


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mmmm... pizza.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006 11:54:00 PM  

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