So Dad wanted to throw a party in honour of Dave's and my anniversary * and [Peter and Sarah]'s engagement. He called to tell me that he was sure there would be enough food, as he was cooking two football hams, and if we need more food, we could get a pizza.
There is a pizzeria opposite our house in Bay Roberts called Big Bite Pizza, run by a Lebanese guy, Jean Madi, who set up shop there about 15 years ago.
Dad continues. "I went over to see Jean and asked him about getting a pizza. He said it was no problem, and that if we need one we should just call over a few minutes beforehand and he can have the pizza all ready."
It's 2009 and Dad finally figured out how to order a pizza.
*awkward wording, but I think that's correct
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