I am, right now, so incredibly thankful we registered for a pizza stone. And so incredibly thankful for the lovely person who got it for us. Because guess what? The pizza in Dhaka that is not made on our pizza stone is not so good. But ours really, really is.
I didn't even stop to take pictures.
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1 comments:
Best advertisement yet for a pizza stone. Based on this ad alone I am going right now to Amazon.com to see what I can get shipped here to Kenya, where our pizzas fall into the same categories as yours. Muchas gracias!
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