Hankering

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Ever get a serious hankering for something you know you can’t have…possibly never again? I have been reading Eat, Pray, Love, and read the chapter where Liz and her Swedish friend Sophie are eating, quite literally, the best pizza in the whole wide world in Naples.  Right now I am dying for a Woody’s Wood Fired Pizza, and there isn’t one within several hundred miles of me. Anyone have a private jet and want some company over a pitcher of left hand micro brew and a large queen of hearts? (That’s feta, calamatta olives, artichokes, and sun dried tomato.) Anyone?

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2 Responses to “Hankering”

  1. i could always go for a falafel from jerusalem, but uh, ain’t gonna happen!

  2. I have a client with his own jet… I’ll be working on this :-)

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