Did I tell you we're in Naples and we have NO guests, not even one. Everyone seems to think I'm lucky to be in Naples, um, hello, have you BEEN to Naples? Admittedly, I just stepped foot onto the dock when we dropped the guests off, but woah boy, it's a massive, sprawling, smelly city. Tomorrow I'll go into the historical centre, that's meant to be quite nice and, um, HELLO, Naples is THE birth place of the pizza, and, whilst I gave up eating pizza and all things delicious, it would be a crime of mammoth proportions NOT to have a pizza at Pizzeria da Michele. Yes, I've done extensive research into where I can find the best pizza in Naples, and subsequently the WORLD. It was established in 1870 (real deal) and apparently there are only two choices on the menu. Julia Roberts ate there in "Eat, Pray, Love", needless to say, you now have to queue for days to get in there, i've already informed the deckhand that he's coming with me, he's a bit less excited by this whole prospect than I am, but he hasn't NOT eaten pizza in four months. Okay I need to rest up, it's not everyday you eat a world famous pizza
Friday, 21 June 2013
Does frozen food creep anyone else out? This is a new thing, I never used to think twice about it. It's so weird that you just freeze something, and it stays as it was for months, or years, and then you just take it out and all the ice melts and voila, it's just as it was when you put it in. That's just weird, I don't like that. A while back when we were in France, I needed to stock the freezer, for emergencies, so I went to this frozen food shop and still, months later, I think about how WEIRD it was. It was a massive, freezing cold building with rows and rows of frozen food, there was no one in there and all you could hear was the low hum of the freezers, it was like a fooood mortuary, I had to leave, I speed walked out of there SO fast. I have absolutely no idea why I just told that story.
