3/17/07 - Dinner

PIzza My Heart is a decent pizzeria. Top slices (though soggy sometimes) but it's really about their collection of vintage longboards hanging from the ceiling. I want to steal them for a day, go surf, and return them later at night. Tudors, Takayama, Augusts...all priceless, pristene, unridden logs.

Oh, and I caught dad sneaking a slice of pesto with pine nuts under the 'stache. There wasn't a stray bit of cheese, pesto, or tomato sauce to be found in his whiskers. He's been doing the 'stache dodge for the past 39 years and rarely does one capture the majesty of a seasoned veteran in action. And, no, he doesn't use product in there; no waxing or brushing either. That thing is a free for all, untrimmed, au natural, and most importantly, Epic.