The Toxic Treat That Beggars Eat (2)
This is the second installment of a series of posts on pizza, and, the truth is, I haven't a clue what I'm doing yet. This could become anything from a long-form essay to a non-fiction book about my personal obsession with hot, spicy pies. The inaugural post, if you're curious, is here.

I ate my first pizza in 1969. No one really knows, though, who assemb
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Pie Life (Part One)
I first encountered pizza in 1969. I was four.

That archetypal pie came from Pasquale’s Pizza Restaurant in the Lenlock Shopping Center in Anniston, Alabama. You’ve never been there, but you know the place. A dining room with wide, black booths around the perimeter and wrought-iron tables and chairs in the middle. Red and white checked vinyl tablecloths. Bulbous glass shakers of pepper fl
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