i love a new york slice but there's just something about a deep dish. It's sloppy, it's messy, it shouldn't work yet somehow it does. the true perfectly imperfect food. it's everything I want on a cold winter night. the real ones go to pequod's
i did not do this and am currently frantically packing for a 6am flight and it is 9pm and i want to be in bed. my tootsies are so tired and i am exhausted and there is still so much to do. be better than me, i am a clown
