I've almost cleared the 1000-kilometre mark, and about 300km of that I did today, driving UP and DOWN and all over the central and northern coast, so that after the eighth cute plaza with a little (or big) old church and pretty painted arcades, I was a little dazed.
Tag: chit chat
Pizza at the zoo
Oddest dining experience yesterday: DiFara's pizza, in the depths of Brooklyn (I don't even know what that neighborhood is called, but Avenue J is the stop on the Q). This place is one of those hallowed Chowhound "finds," where an aged specialist mystically prepares transcendant, genre-defining examples of a given food, and disciple diners look on in awe and reverence.