Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Wednesday, 10 January 2018
When I had my old job, in the last few months actually, my colleagues and I had a special pizza lunch once, I can't remember exactly why, someone's birthday or something. We ordered pizza from a restaurant owned by the family of a colleague of Italian origins. As a jest, I sent the menu to my wife and asked her to guess which pizza I would choose. Her answer: "You had the Siciliana. There are 24 pizzas so tell me I know you well!
" she was right of course. What gave away the answer: the olives, the capers and anchovies. All things I love, especially in Italian dishes. Now they have 35 different ones on their menu, but she would have found the right one all the same. Anyway, her answer deserves to be a great unknown line. She does know me well.