Waiter! Waiter! There’s a fly in my… pizza.

Yes, I know, not the most cryptic of titles, but nevertheless a true story. As a friend of mine bit into her fifth slice (alas!) of Roman’s pizza last night, she discovered this little critter nestled inside the doughy pizza base. A delicious, protein-rich topping for Bear Grylls perhaps, but outright disgusting for regular humans. We did what any sane people would do- declined the manager’s offer to make us another pizza and got a full refund. So things worked out pretty well considering I had already eaten most of mine. Anything for a free meal.