Hungry (for knowledge and food) as ever, TDH and I were headed to the Quincy Markets. This market consists of 3 long storage halls, right next to each other. I believe the first is called the 'South Market', the center one, 'Quincy Market' and the third 'North Market' or something of the sort. I can't quite recall. These 3 halls are only a short distance from the shore and a little harbour.
It was starvation heaven. One food stall after the other. Every stall offering something else, at an affordable rate. I had only ever seen something of this sort in Asia, but never in a Western country. I was bewitched and bewildered by smell and choice. I ended up having some Indian and pizza. *duh*
I think I have never had so much pizza in a month EVER. I was always under the impression that the Indian Dominos pizza was good, NO WAY the American is HEAVEN! The base tastes a bit cardboardish once it's cold, but the toppings and the cheese make up for it.
OM NOM!
It was starvation heaven. One food stall after the other. Every stall offering something else, at an affordable rate. I had only ever seen something of this sort in Asia, but never in a Western country. I was bewitched and bewildered by smell and choice. I ended up having some Indian and pizza. *duh*
I think I have never had so much pizza in a month EVER. I was always under the impression that the Indian Dominos pizza was good, NO WAY the American is HEAVEN! The base tastes a bit cardboardish once it's cold, but the toppings and the cheese make up for it.
OM NOM!
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