... and I forgot it at Ingo´s place, I could simply cry! Well. Not really. But it is a pity!
On Saturday Ingo had to go to his fishing-club and so I went to my family and we had Pizza da Nico. I have tasted heaps of Pizza and found none better than this one.
It´s always way too much and usually I take the second half (Pizza!) from Seesen to Rhueden. Then on Monday from Rhuden to Kaestorf, where I work. From there to Brunswick, where I live.
The only thing to look foreward to on a Monday without Ingo.
Who will eat it now. Although he doesn´t like it anymore.
I hate Mondays and especially those without Pizza da Nico... or Ingo. Certainly.
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