It's Like Givin Rum To A Turkey

Finally...Florio's Pizza. Let me tell ya, that's some good za. Unfortunately if ya ask for blk olives they go alittle over board, but other than that, quite tasty.





Talk of Florio's New York style pizza goes all the way back to the now defunct Glenn Beck Blog. Our friends, Nestor & Carmen, were in town this weekend so we decided to meet up and give it a try. As "former" Yankees (they're both just a yr shy of that coveted "Official Texas Citizenship") and NY style za connoisseurs, they assured us, that once upon a time (been several yrs since they ate there), Florio's was top notch. It was. I also learned that the proper way to eat za is to fold it over, which serves a dual purpse; it keeps the toppings on and you get more outta each bite.

















Afterwards we hit Da Vinci's
for a gelato.




Then, it was "down the road apiece" to our house, for a steamin cup a Reck's famous paint peelin coffee. I doubt they slept that nite.

Durin the coarse of the evenin Carmen went on to explain that growin up, her family had a secret turkey recipe (for lack of a better word). Anyhow, a week prior to slaughterin the bird they'd give it a daily shot a rum. The outcome was that the turkey meat would be the tenderess you'd ever taste.

But, me bein me, I came to a different conclusion. While I don't doubt that it worked, I have an idea there was a alterior motive. If your raisin a turkey for a couple a yrs there's a chance you could become attached to the critter. That bein the case, sippin the rum yourself over that seven day period could soften the inevitable blow; for both man and bird.

Hence, a new sayn is born. If you're in a situation where you gotta do somethin, and that particular somethin is necessary, unpleasant and inevitable; just remember..."it's like given rum to a turkey".