To his credit: pizza's basically a caprese salad on a bread plate... and it's good in LA but the taste doesn't compare to the
smell of the shops I visited in NY.
The snack wall looked like the shit I used to give away on Halloween: Whole boxes of Trix, Pop Tarts, Doritos, all the movie sized candy, etc.
I had to quit, the trick-or-treaters are just too young to appreciate it, the ratio of dumb eyed joyless faces to a group of ravenous elementary kids did not make the cost worth it ~$80 at 2014 prices.
People's peculiar food preferences are always interesting when compared to your own. His disgust for tuna was funny, I feel like Rocky chugging raw eggs when eating it straight from the can after a bunch of exercise.
If I ever pick up the skate life again I'll be echoing Neil's words: