The Love of Pizza
We went to a new pizza joint the other night, got some to-go. We ordered two pizzas and the lady, who had pretty good english, was trying to tell us something, but we just couldn’t make sense of what she was explaining. We went on with the order and headed home. Sooooo, she was telling us that with every pizza you get a free cheese one. Beat that Pizza Hut! Yes, this is one of our eaten pizzas on top + plastic grocery bag + cheese pizza under the cover = double decker! And that’s how it came, as a double decker.
Going out for pizza is really common here. Now sometimes the pizza might have corn or tuna or an egg on it, and other times it’s just a big surprise all together, but we are always happy to have a pizza adventure in Madagascar. It’s the small things we continue to give God thanks for while serving so far from the United States.
And while we don’t have Domino’s, Papa John’s, or Chicago’s Gino’s East, we have Pizza Mania! And we can usually dine for about 10,000 Ariary or only $5 bucks.
So don’t you worry about us, we have our American delicacies everywhere we travel. If we could just find some pepperoni.
PS. And just how much do American’s really love pizza? Well, it’s hard to go anywhere without finding a pizza place close to home:
So the next time you grab a slice, mazatoa! Enjoy!