Sunday, July 30, 2006


We ate at Batali's pizzeria Otto down by NYU today, and it kicked our balls. It was awesome -- the formaggio was excellent, and the fucking wood-fired pizza ruled my perineum it was so goddamn tasty.

I don't know -- we go to lauded restaurants all the time and food is good, but not great. The fucking food here was dappled with the magic semen of Pope Pius, or some enchanted Italian magical gooblegobble. No other way to explain it.

I don't regret a single one of the 5,000 calories consumed in only 45 minutes time. Suckahs.