I had eaten dinner early because I was stopping at a New Colossus Festival mixer. I caught a couple of sets and was hungry. The decision at the time was poutine or pizza. I love poutine; but I wasn’t ravenous. So pizza, it was.
This bacon chicken ranch pizza at Champion Pizza on Essex Street hit the spot. And then I went to Berlin Under A for some late night sets. That’s what you do at a music festival, right?
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