Duck, Duck!

Have I mentioned that my sister’s family owns the Wave Pizza Cafe in Duck? And that in my totally unbiased opinion, it is the best pizza south of the Mason-Dixon line, which is really much further north than one might think (i.e., Delaware, your national stop for duty-free shopping).

But you might want something more exciting than just pictures of pizza, although god alone knows why.

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We are here once again for our annual relocation: Southern Shores, North Carolina.

My family owns the Wave Pizza Cafe in Duck, which means ALL THE PIZZA I CAN EAT. And I gotta say, they kept some of their Jersey Roots, because they make an impressive pie. Which no one here would get, because they don’t understand that “pie” means “pizza.”

Also, in the same shopping plaza there is this:

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