
I walked from my apartment, paid for a coffee at sbux and met up with him and Jack Daniels

First Stop: Ernesto's Pizza. For the past year I have resided in Boston's North End AKA "Little Italy." I've probably hit this place up at least 2 times a week on average. Usually I get a slice (2 massive slices) of cheese to go if I'm solo and heat it up in my toaster oven. If I'm dining with companions I try to avoid the table behind the soft drink station- It's a sure thing you'll be in someone's way. If you're going to venture outside the plain cheese world and you are unfamiliar with the different combinations Ernesto's has to offer I would not recommend going on a sunny day. The glare of the sun against the pizza display's window kills one's ability to distinguish a pepperoni pizza from a buffalo chicken pizza.

Bring cash here. They accept cards, but a couple of my friends got duplicate charges so use the Bank of America ATM 2 stores down and save yourself the hassle.
Haymarket:

moving on. 2 free iced coffees down the road...
Bostone: Worst slice of the day. The crust is too thin and crispy for my liking, the sauce and cheese lacked harmony. Maybe it was the fact that I already had 3 slices in my stomach, or maybe Bostone's slice of cheese really just is terrible. Don't get me wrong I'll enjoy a slice of Sicilian cheese from here any day, I'm just not feeling the average slice.

Sit outside here- you might get dripped on. True story.
We took a break for new gear, lurked people waiting in line for the Grand Opening at the Apple Store, and then made the trek to...
Chacho's: A first time for me. Best slice of the day. I couldn't finish but as I told Chuck "There's a reason why the women's T in golf is closer than the Men's" I'll probably make a summer habit of strolling down to this place on nice days.

Apps is back in town

I'm still unemployed...
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