Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what's for lunch. -Orson Welles
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My mother was a great cook. My father loved to eat. I am the Man from Pawtucket and this is my story. Here you will find a collection of observations, from Central Falls to Central Park, from Pawtucket to Paris, about Eating Well. Bon Appetit.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Car pie from Caserta Pizzeria Providence
Picking up a pie for the ride home. Half sauce only, other half with mushrooms and olives.
1 comment:
Caserta never skimps on the toppings.
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