The one hundred and ninety-eighth thing I love about us is not having anchovies on pizza together. I know some of our yams like them every once in a while, but yuck! You're dependable about being a no-anchovies-on-pizza date. Which honestly reduces my pizza stress a bunch.
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It's odd, because anchovies are bad because they're so salty, but I've been accused of being salty myself plenty of times, so you'd think I wouldn't hate them so much. But they really are the worst.
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