The fear of the unknown, or just the love of food?
We had just finished dinner the other night after work at one of our favorite pizza joints. It’s a local’s spot that serves up terrific oven baked pizzas, assorted pastas, and Italian plates. One of those spots where you can order up normal human sized plates, or dive head-in and be a total gluttonous
man-beast slob freak and order a “family style” portion. Of course, we went with the “food baby coma” size pasta dish along with a medium pizza.