Day 2 of coma-time and things I love…
Angelo’s Pizza in Blackjack, Missouri is my favorite pizza. Period.
Mister introduced me to Angelo’s about a jillion years ago. (That alone would be reason enough to love the guy.) Angelo’s is the best danged pizza I’ve ever had. And no, I can’t get there any old time I want. That makes me sad, friends.
But I know where it is, and I know how to get there. Maybe in the next year or so, Mister and I can take a little trip…
I love’s me that restaurant too! One of the few things I have a taste memory for.
I know, right! Just looking at the photo makes me crave…