
Last night we went out for pizza to a place named Leonardo's. Our first time. Small dining area behind the kitchen. Four or so tables. Television overhead with the Simpson's playing. And an older, delicate looking lady with a gold frilly hand bag at her side, sitting at a table wtih two big, little girl dolls propped up at place settings across from her.

As we sat down, she was leaning over and positioning one doll's arms so she was leaning at the plate, a hand on either side, which had a slice on it. On a kid's plate no less. Then she leaned back and took a picture of the doll standing above its pizza. She left the doll like that and went back to her own pizza. Eventually she finished and put the dolls upright in a big mall shopping bag so that just their heads were poking out the top. As she was leaving, she asked my wife if she knew whether or not there was a Chico's in the Mall. My wife Chastina said she didn't think so, and the woman left. The pizza was good. Too heavy on the sauce for us. But we'll go back.
1 comment:
Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy.
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