Monday, February 11, 2008

Pizza

Damn ! Everything was going fine, really it was. I NEED a pizza.

I am back to cooking on charcoal. But the other day I found a gas bottle and with a little digging around my little tiny compound I found a three-burner gas stove. My god it was like finding the Garden of Eden or the fountain of life or something. I had the guards clean it up (still doing clown-like hand gestures having no Arabic) and hooked it up to the gas bottle and for the life of me, it LIT UP. Then it died… no more gas. Still it was more of an up day than a down day.

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