We made "pizzas" on some tortillas in our oven for like $2.
Dat Pizza Thread Doe
These were like spinach/herb wraps actually, pretty darn tasty thin crust action.
We did one with pesto, moz, chicken, onions and one with pizza sauce, moz, pepperoni and
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Have you tried their parmesan pretzels or w/e is called? They’re
They were also serving parmesan rolls or balls when I used to work there at the time.
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My ex hondurans mom used to do that but it was ingly good as she packed breakfast for me for the day trip
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Oh at the airport i had a pizza sandwich at potbelly right before my departure
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I spent 4 hours in Luke before the Saints-Steelers game. The place has baller food.Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 8:03 ami was interested until it was covered in sugarAcid666 wrote: ↑Mon Mar 11, 2019 3:16 pm I've said this once, and I'll say it again. It's hard to fuck pizza up. But Little Ceasar's finds a way.
On the good note, there's a couple of local places that have awesome pizza. Deano's and Pizza Village are the shit.
Another local place that's the is Pizza Artista. They've got one called the BOUCHERIE and it's like fucking candy
BOUDIN ON EVERYTHING Y'ALL!!!
we got this thing in nola from a place called Luke
Flammenkuchen $12.00
Alsatian onion tarte, bacon, Emmenthaler cheese
It was like a super thin , no sauce but like cooked down slightly browned onions in butter as "sauce" the cheese, and the 'bacon' was more like chunks of smoked pork belly.
It was amazing.
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This year year? you are fucking kidding me, that's when we were there. That morning for brunch.Desertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:22 pmI spent 4 hours in Luke before the Saints-Steelers game. The place has baller food.Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 8:03 am
i was interested until it was covered in sugar
we got this thing in nola from a place called Luke
Flammenkuchen $12.00
Alsatian onion tarte, bacon, Emmenthaler cheese
It was like a super thin , no sauce but like cooked down slightly browned onions in butter as "sauce" the cheese, and the 'bacon' was more like chunks of smoked pork belly.
It was amazing.
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As someone who delivered and managed a pizza place for years I find it best to make my own. #snob And you can make it Keto, too. Califlower dough or your other decent option is carbquik. If you try carbquik bake it for 3-4 minutes with the dough by itself, then take it out, then i would suggest a small thin layer of vegetable oil on the bottom (this is on parchment paper) then set the crust back down on the paper. It was a little dry and I believe a light oil will fix that right up. Then top the pizza. Toppings to the edge, please.
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yep. Eric reached out about meeting but I was with my wif and sometimes "hey let's go meet some people from the internet" gets little traction.Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:33 pmThis year year? you are fucking kidding me, that's when we were there. That morning for brunch.Desertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:22 pm
I spent 4 hours in Luke before the Saints-Steelers game. The place has baller food.
Met Max in SF last a few days ago doe. On my next trip to NOLA, and there will be another one I love that place, I will airboat nation or die.
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Would you care to hear "A Christmas Story, NOLA Style" from my recent trip?Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:33 pmThis year year? you are fucking kidding me, that's when we were there. That morning for brunch.Desertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:22 pm
I spent 4 hours in Luke before the Saints-Steelers game. The place has baller food.
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ghost of Christmas present.Desertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 2:55 pmWould you care to hear "A Christmas Story, NOLA Style" from my recent trip?Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:33 pm
This year year? you are fucking kidding me, that's when we were there. That morning for brunch.
ghost of Christmas present.
ghost of Christmas future.
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yesDesertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 2:55 pmWould you care to hear "A Christmas Story, NOLA Style" from my recent trip?Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:33 pm
This year year? you are fucking kidding me, that's when we were there. That morning for brunch.
yea, He told me about it too, but I had a wedding that weekend and stuff planed too, so same boat.Desertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 2:52 pmyep. Eric reached out about meeting but I was with my wif and sometimes "hey let's go meet some people from the internet" gets little traction.Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:33 pm
This year year? you are fucking kidding me, that's when we were there. That morning for brunch.
Met Max in SF last a few days ago doe. On my next trip to NOLA, and there will be another one I love that place, I will airboat nation or die.
Thats that even so we were very likely in the same place at the same time without planning it.
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Ooh! Dirk Divebomber Story Time? Sign me the fuck up!Desertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 2:55 pmWould you care to hear "A Christmas Story, NOLA Style" from my recent trip?Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:33 pm
This year year? you are fucking kidding me, that's when we were there. That morning for brunch.
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Diane and I go to Port of Call for a burger on Christmas Eve....we are not alone it looks like a ritual for many. They have a drink there called the Monsoon, I'm sure you're familiar with it. A giant hurricanish thing in a plastic cup. I get one. Initially I am repelled by the cheap rum and sugar, but as the walk to Frenchman street wears on, my aversion wears off. The pulls through the straw on this lethal concoction become longer. My frosty plastic cup is my new buddy. I send Diane into the jazz bar on Frenchman street and say I am going to “look around”. I keep up the rum and fruit pulls and start to feel the full impact of this drink. Im only halfway done but realize sucking this thing dry is not going to end well. I exercise restraint and find a dumpster, preparing to sacrifice my frosty friend in the name of unfrosty relations with Diane for the rest of the day. I open the dumpster. Behind me, a voice calls out. “Don’t do that!!” I assume I have attempted to put plastic in a yard waste dumpster but by now you have realized the truth. I turn around and an entirely sober, unshabbily dressed african american gentleman asks “Is that a drink?” I advise him these are no mere remnants but a half Monsoon waiting to take him to Yuletide bliss! The exchange is made! Bells peal in the background, glad tidings for all, etc. etc.Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 3:00 pmyesDesertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 2:55 pm
Would you care to hear "A Christmas Story, NOLA Style" from my recent trip?
yea, He told me about it too, but I had a wedding that weekend and stuff planed too, so same boat.Desertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 2:52 pm
yep. Eric reached out about meeting but I was with my wif and sometimes "hey let's go meet some people from the internet" gets little traction.
Met Max in SF last a few days ago doe. On my next trip to NOLA, and there will be another one I love that place, I will airboat nation or die.
Thats that even so we were very likely in the same place at the same time without planning it.
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:mahdirk:Desertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 3:18 pmDiane and I go to Port of Call for a burger on Christmas Eve....we are not alone it looks like a ritual for many. They have a drink there called the Monsoon, I'm sure you're familiar with it. A giant hurricanish thing in a plastic cup. I get one. Initially I am repelled by the cheap rum and sugar, but as the walk to Frenchman street wears on, my aversion wears off. The pulls through the straw on this lethal concoction become longer. My frosty plastic cup is my new buddy. I send Diane into the jazz bar on Frenchman street and say I am going to “look around”. I keep up the rum and fruit pulls and start to feel the full impact of this drink. Im only halfway done but realize sucking this thing dry is not going to end well. I exercise restraint and find a dumpster, preparing to sacrifice my frosty friend in the name of unfrosty relations with Diane for the rest of the day. I open the dumpster. Behind me, a voice calls out. “Don’t do that!!” I assume I have attempted to put plastic in a yard waste dumpster but by now you have realized the truth. I turn around and an entirely sober, unshabbily dressed african american gentleman asks “Is that a drink?” I advise him these are no mere remnants but a half Monsoon waiting to take him to Yuletide bliss! The exchange is made! Bells peal in the background, glad tidings for all, etc. etc.Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 3:00 pm
yes
yea, He told me about it too, but I had a wedding that weekend and stuff planed too, so same boat.
Thats that even so we were very likely in the same place at the same time without planning it.
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POTDDesertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 3:18 pmDiane and I go to Port of Call for a burger on Christmas Eve....we are not alone it looks like a ritual for many. They have a drink there called the Monsoon, I'm sure you're familiar with it. A giant hurricanish thing in a plastic cup. I get one. Initially I am repelled by the cheap rum and sugar, but as the walk to Frenchman street wears on, my aversion wears off. The pulls through the straw on this lethal concoction become longer. My frosty plastic cup is my new buddy. I send Diane into the jazz bar on Frenchman street and say I am going to “look around”. I keep up the rum and fruit pulls and start to feel the full impact of this drink. Im only halfway done but realize sucking this thing dry is not going to end well. I exercise restraint and find a dumpster, preparing to sacrifice my frosty friend in the name of unfrosty relations with Diane for the rest of the day. I open the dumpster. Behind me, a voice calls out. “Don’t do that!!” I assume I have attempted to put plastic in a yard waste dumpster but by now you have realized the truth. I turn around and an entirely sober, unshabbily dressed african american gentleman asks “Is that a drink?” I advise him these are no mere remnants but a half Monsoon waiting to take him to Yuletide bliss! The exchange is made! Bells peal in the background, glad tidings for all, etc. etc.Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 3:00 pm
yes
yea, He told me about it too, but I had a wedding that weekend and stuff planed too, so same boat.
Thats that even so we were very likely in the same place at the same time without planning it.
great story telling as usual.
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Desertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 3:18 pmDiane and I go to Port of Call for a burger on Christmas Eve....we are not alone it looks like a ritual for many. They have a drink there called the Monsoon, I'm sure you're familiar with it. A giant hurricanish thing in a plastic cup. I get one. Initially I am repelled by the cheap rum and sugar, but as the walk to Frenchman street wears on, my aversion wears off. The pulls through the straw on this lethal concoction become longer. My frosty plastic cup is my new buddy. I send Diane into the jazz bar on Frenchman street and say I am going to “look around”. I keep up the rum and fruit pulls and start to feel the full impact of this drink. Im only halfway done but realize sucking this thing dry is not going to end well. I exercise restraint and find a dumpster, preparing to sacrifice my frosty friend in the name of unfrosty relations with Diane for the rest of the day. I open the dumpster. Behind me, a voice calls out. “Don’t do that!!” I assume I have attempted to put plastic in a yard waste dumpster but by now you have realized the truth. I turn around and an entirely sober, unshabbily dressed african american gentleman asks “Is that a drink?” I advise him these are no mere remnants but a half Monsoon waiting to take him to Yuletide bliss! The exchange is made! Bells peal in the background, glad tidings for all, etc. etc.Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 3:00 pm
yes
yea, He told me about it too, but I had a wedding that weekend and stuff planed too, so same boat.
Thats that even so we were very likely in the same place at the same time without planning it.
It's an Airboat Christmas miracle. I expect to see this heart-tugging story dramatized on CBS this December and every December thereafter until eternity, right after Rudolf the Red Nose Reindeer.
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Big Brain Bradley wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 3:31 pmPOTDDesertbreh wrote: ↑Tue Mar 12, 2019 3:18 pm
Diane and I go to Port of Call for a burger on Christmas Eve....we are not alone it looks like a ritual for many. They have a drink there called the Monsoon, I'm sure you're familiar with it. A giant hurricanish thing in a plastic cup. I get one. Initially I am repelled by the cheap rum and sugar, but as the walk to Frenchman street wears on, my aversion wears off. The pulls through the straw on this lethal concoction become longer. My frosty plastic cup is my new buddy. I send Diane into the jazz bar on Frenchman street and say I am going to “look around”. I keep up the rum and fruit pulls and start to feel the full impact of this drink. Im only halfway done but realize sucking this thing dry is not going to end well. I exercise restraint and find a dumpster, preparing to sacrifice my frosty friend in the name of unfrosty relations with Diane for the rest of the day. I open the dumpster. Behind me, a voice calls out. “Don’t do that!!” I assume I have attempted to put plastic in a yard waste dumpster but by now you have realized the truth. I turn around and an entirely sober, unshabbily dressed african american gentleman asks “Is that a drink?” I advise him these are no mere remnants but a half Monsoon waiting to take him to Yuletide bliss! The exchange is made! Bells peal in the background, glad tidings for all, etc. etc.
great story telling as usual.
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Lol. More than you can afford pal.