I will eat anything if someone else order something for me.
“Yes, that’ll be a large anchovy pizza with double extra anchovies, pineapple, and double jalapeños.”
Replace the fish with mushrooms and as long as the jalapenos are fresh, I am good. I get mushroom, pineapple, and pepperoni on mine with some ricotta and fresh mozzarella. If my stomach is up to it, I will add jalapenos. Add fresh basil and drizzle some balsamic glaze after.
I’m thankful I’m not a picky eater. I’ll eat anything and it’s the company that makes the biggest difference for me when eating out. On the other hand, it makes it hard for me to lose weight.
it’s because it’s Italian
jesus christ… this is the joke? this is the comic
This happened yesterday! As a Christmas gift, I got a book of Sunday comics.
As a group, from boomers to my under-10yo kids, we skimmed through it. The kids laughed at the weird abstract ones. I loved the ones with wordplay. My neighbor in her 60s laughed at the husband/wife joke.
Found it really fascinating how no comic made everyone laugh at the same time.
The one everyone agreed was a good comic, I’m even though it wasn’t funny, was the “peeing in the pool” comic. Relatable brings us all together.
