Back in the day. After riding in the Fells. We would stop along Boston Avenue in I believe Medford. Right after the river. There was 4 or 5 Pizza joints along there. All in competition with each other over who ever had the best pies. We were a bunch of hippies in the Belmont Bicycle Works van. Living it up. The pizza joints in Cambridge and Somerville where we lived sucked. They catered to students willing to pay the prices. We were poor and had to pay the rent... Santarpios in East Boston is pretty good also...How do you call this dish?
At first glance I thought it was a pic of Mountain Creek. Then I looked outside and realized there's no snow yet
I am going to get a Mushroom meatball and onion tomorrow for football.
Isn't that messy?I am going to get a Mushroom meatball and onion tomorrow for football.
They effed up our last pie so we get a free one this time... I do have a Nerf football. Just played funny fumble the other day.Isn't that messy?
Do what you like but I'd eat the pizza and get a Nerf ball to play with.
I had bear spaghetti once, my bro-on-law shot the bear from 300 yards out on a boat in AK on his first attempt. They wanted the rug for baby pics and used everything else usable. It was a tasty bear. Though I discovered my favorite meat anymore is caribou sausage... and I can get that down here!yea, like bears.
Fried spam, fried spam, cheese and bologna, after the macaroni we'll have onions pickles, and pretzels, and then we'll have some more fried spam--FRIED SPAM FRIED SPAMWe even have a song for it also. Do you want to hear it?
Just keep that coffee & Copenhagen handy...
That's a house? Looks like a small urgent care center.I so want this house.
You couldn't quite see the beach from the porch (the dune blocked it, but I think you could from the party deck above), but you could see the ocean and waves. The sunsets would just be amazing from there. It was along the path to the beach from our cabin. It was such a cool shape and had a garage to match.That's a house? Looks like a small urgent care center.
In other words tsunami debris. But it is probably owned by rich white people so the government will pay for it if you survive.You couldn't quite see the beach from the porch (the dune blocked it, but I think you could from the party deck above), but you could see the ocean and waves. The sunsets would just be amazing from there. It was along the path to the beach from our cabin. It was such a cool shape and had a garage to match.
It wasn't front line, but it would get taken out for sure. The house in the front line of this pic is a log cabin (and is actually for sale). A log cabin at the beach just seems weird, even in the PNW.In other words tsunami debris. But it is probably owned by rich white people so the government will pay for it if you survive.
Someone fell off of Lewanee. He was drunk too.Contemplated going up there today. Really glad I passed. Especially with morons like this around..."it's all about getting out with your bros, crushing some Natty Ice, & shredding the gnar as early as possible so we can get back to the frat for gameday tomorrow! What's not to love?"
Please, for the love of all that is sacred and holy, tell me Chad Billingsley (At least this one...) doesn't exist...
And I thought I packed too much for all day Pisgah rides.
Oh hellyeah! Only thing better was reindeer sausage. Reindeer sausage pizza was my Xmas Eve dinner every year!I...my favorite meat anymore is caribou sausage...