Pizza for Sam’s last night home. The conversation came around to her very tall father’s experiences walking into Shakee’s Pizza in Maryland at 12 years old and having someone automatically stamp his hand, because of his height, as being old enough to buy a beer to go with his pizza, while he was going, huh?
With shrimp, dill, and capers on Sam’s side of the pizza, we got to talking next about spices. “Saffron is the most expensive in the world, and you know what the second most is?” she asked.
“No, what?”
“Cardamon.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
(I being short in this family), “So, if you go into an expensive pizza joint they’ll cardamom?”
She looked at my Richard. “It is a credit to you that you have stayed married to this for all these years.” He grinned right back.