Alongside 66… Board-and-bat shacks. Two gasoline pumps in front, a screen door, a long bar, stools, and a foot rail. …
End of the shift at a pizzería. The fire’s been allowed to die down; although the oven’s still blazing hot. Shows that you don’t always need flames to cook a pizza in a wood burning oven (although it’s very colorful to have some). That’s my pizza in there. Note the nice puffy edges.
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