The most memorable slice of pizza I ever had was served at 11,274 feet above sea level. It likely began its life as a frozen pie and, once baked, was left to roast under a heat lamp until a young man with a questionable haircut liberated it with a pair of tongs and plopped it on my tray. I could barely hide my shock when it rang up $12.
Three kinds of pizza
Three kinds of pizza
Three kinds of pizza
The most memorable slice of pizza I ever had was served at 11,274 feet above sea level. It likely began its life as a frozen pie and, once baked, was left to roast under a heat lamp until a young man with a questionable haircut liberated it with a pair of tongs and plopped it on my tray. I could barely hide my shock when it rang up $12.