Margaritaville

Margarita means something completely different to Edwin than it does to me.

To him, it’s the best pizza ever. Especially when you get it from Orlando at Paldo’s down the street. And he’s right. It is the best pizza ever. Even Colin agrees. If I had to compare *my* margarita to Edwin’s and then had to pick which one I would rather live without, it would be a *very* hard decision. The pizza is that good. But maybe it’s because I have lived without the other one all summer. There’s really only room for one margarita in Italia – and that’s perfectly fine with me and Edwin.