honestly, had a really great bike ride yesterday, the day before, and a few through the week.
Cool bikes showed up yesterday, but I've showed them all before.
We left at 6am from Steve's house, I made a great run in the Alamodome sprint on the '74 International, and came in behind John and Tad (Animal Tad showed up in force).
A police officer was kind enough to let us run the light under I-35.
Returned to Steve's house for a 9-ball tournament, where I was trounced.
I believe I would have been more competitive, won a couple of late, great 9-ball combos - but my host had been slow sharing the billiards lubricant, which I believe adversely affected my early game.
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He made up for it with Pizza As Art.
French bread dough, homemade marinara, which was characteristically southwestern, fresh mozzarella
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The basil was from a refrigerated tube, capers, kalamata olives
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bacon and enough grated mozzarella to hold it together
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Temperature check on the 650-degree stone
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4 minutes with a half-time turn
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finish up with diced avacados
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pizza as art - he called it ABC Pizza for avacados, bacon, capers (the kalamata olives were my idea)
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it was perfect - the flavors were subtle, the texture of the bread light as good pastry.
Did I mention mention our 28-mi bike ride was really fine? He rode his Dahon, and I my '74 International. Tad was on his new Bianchi, Lou on his Tomassini.
(stock bike photo)
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