I'd like to see some more posting from Coin...anyone? yeah? anyone at all???
highered or lowered? Bueller?
don't see her no more
given past history, she'll be back under a different guise
Hey, spotted her by the juice bar, wanna slushy?
Must I make it clear or do you understand the importance of the immeadate issue that has come up?Excuse me for being so true.
I have seen the White Castle and eaten it's burgers
I too, have partaken in the White Castle and it's square burgers that I like to call "Sliders".
But the real question is, have any of you eaten of the Pizza of Pizza King???? That's the real burning question.
I have, and I have burned for my indulgence
fpr the molten mozzerella has ravaged my tongue
and the roof of my mouth
shall never be the same
The King Of Pizza
is in Cherry Hill,
You'd think it was in Eatontown
but you'd be wrong
Johnny, you must be a midwesterner...as the pizza of my dreams also resides in the Midwest. I'm a Hoosier originally who misses the pizza now that I am west coast planted...but I eat my weight in it whenever I am home visiting my family.
Pizza King is in East Meadow Long Island NY
The King of Pizza is in Cherry Hill New Jersey
The only good pizza is in the 5 boroughs of NYC, with the possible exception of Staten Island, which like down south, because technically it's Richmond
well I spent a year in NY and just left. Miss it bad. Wish I would've known of the good pizza in the area.
The absolute best pizza in the free world is at Queen Pizza on Halsey Street in Newark, NJ. The NY stuff is wonderful, but nothing compares to Queen.
As far as pizza from the midwest goes...well, lucky for you readers that I'm a gentleman.
This turned funny fast.
Pizza? Pizza? Did someone say pizza. t I ever had was homemade, by a chess master from Nebraska. Taught us the recipe in Indiana. mm.
Alas, lost the recipe in the divorce.
(couldn't resist taking a bite)
The absolute best pizza in I ever had was in Sorento, Italy.
funnily enough, the very best pizza I ever had was homemade by a German in Ireland.
If the pizza is so good in Sorrento, then how explain the song exhorting people to come back there, the lure of the pizza should be sufficient
The worst pizza i ever had was made by Koreans in Penn Station NY
Believe it or not, I don't know the song you mention. How does it go? The best thing about Sorrento wans't the pizza, it was the lemons - the lemon trees everywhere, the lemon icecream, the limoncello, ...
The worst pizza I ever tasted was made by the locals in a small town, somewhere in the Julian Alps (serves me right to order a pizza there).
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I couldn't find a whole lot other than lots of references and lyric sites
Maybe you'll have better Googling luck than I did
Come Back To Sorrento (Torna A Surriento)
Written by: Ernesto DiCurtis 1904
(sometimes referred to as Ernesto D'Aquisto)
Guarda il mare com'e bello!
Spira tanto sentimento.
Come il tuo soave accento, che me desto fa sognar.
Senti come illeve salle, dai giardini odor d'aranci,
Un perfumo non v'ha eguale per chi palpita d'amore.
E tu dicro parto addio,
T'allontani dal mio core, questa terra del amore,
hai la forza di lasciar.
Ma non mi fuggir, non dar mi piu tormento, torna a Sorrento non farmi morir
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 08/22/2005 09:39AM by JohnnySansCulo.
Ah, once I heard the melody, it all came back to me.
It's raining outside (has been for tree days in a row) - a little bit of "Sole" and "Belcanto" cheered me up. Thanks.