"So Sofie and I have come to Pizzeria da Michele, and these pies we have just ordered -one for each of us- are making us lose our minds. I love my pizza so much, in fact, that I have come to believe in my delirium that my pizza might actually love me, in return. I am having a relationship with this pizza, almost an affair. Meanwhile, Sofie is practically in tears over hers, she´s having a metaphysical crisis about it, she´s begging me, "Why do they even bother trying to make pizza in Stockholm? Why do we even bother eating food at all in Stockholm?"
Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love.