So I discoved the wonderful world of Barbeque Chicken Pizza with Gia the other night and now I'm craving it hard core.
The place is still open and I'd really, really kill for some, but I can't bring myself to spend $11 for the pie (and it's not even a regular sized pie) when I'm so poor.
But seriously, this is like the nectar of the gods.
Grr...I need a job!! (Shut up mom!)
12 February 2007
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Only kind of pizza I like better that BBQ chicken is canadian bacon and pineapple.
Oh, and sauerkraut and sausage is pretty interesting too. Not something I want to make a habit of, but it's an interesting change of pace.
talk to Callie. She loves helping people find jobs. She's got lots of high palced conenctions too.
Or my workplace might have an opening soon. It's in Manhattan though. Too far?
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