Success At Last

When my bestie Kim was still living in Athens [and by the way, I miss her very much!], we would have a weekly lunch at the most amazing pizza place in town called Little Italy!

It has. . . character. I won't comment on some things I know about it, simply because I want you lovely readers to only focus on one thing: the food is so good, that we ate there weekly, sometimes more.

When you walk in, you order and they give you a number that they call out when your food is ready. Kim and I always aspired to get the number "01" or "00", but we never had any luck with this.

Last weekend I went to Little Italy for the first time without Kim, and I had a bittersweet moment there, that I mostly just wanted to share with her, but also with you lovelies. And here it is:

Yes, here it is. The golden ticket. The prize winner. We finally got one!

Miss you bunches, Kim Julie!!