As I was driving home, I received a text from a friend that said she was eating at Pizzeria Lola. I had been contemplating dinner and couldn't come up with anything better than noodles and butter. Immediately, I sent a text back (after I pulled over to the side of the road) and asked if I was too late. They hadn't ordered, so I put Lola into Google Maps and returned to the road (really). After dinner I tried to challenge my friend's daughter to trying to flick the paper napkin ring into the candle (This is not a lie). Unfortunately, even though we both tried, there was no paper added to the fire (also not a lie). As we departed the pizzeria, I informed the daughter that I she could always call me if she was sent to jail. My guess is that I won't be asked to join them for dinner once the daughter is old enough to drive. Did I mention the pizza was delightful? BTW, don't google text and drive; the images are horrific.
As I was driving home, I received a text from a friend that said she was eating at Pizzeria Lola. I had been contemplating dinner and couldn't come up with anything better than noodles and butter. Immediately, I sent a text back (after I pulled over to the side of the road) and asked if I was too late. They hadn't ordered, so I put Lola into Google Maps and returned to the road (really). After dinner I tried to challenge my friend's daughter to trying to flick the paper napkin ring into the candle (This is not a lie). Unfortunately, even though we both tried, there was no paper added to the fire (also not a lie). As we departed the pizzeria, I informed the daughter that I she could always call me if she was sent to jail. My guess is that I won't be asked to join them for dinner once the daughter is old enough to drive. Did I mention the pizza was delightful? BTW, don't google text and drive; the images are horrific.

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