And when my mind turns to pizza there's only one place to go: Turk Oz for a small takeaway Super Sebzeli (vegetarian) pide.
I trot happily home from Turk Oz, crawl into my PJs, open the box and start
And, as I hit the first slice in the second half I have a very rude awakening. Because, suddenly, this doesn't taste like a Super Sebzeli. It tastes... awful. There's brown minced up stuff in it. It slowly dawns on me: somehow they've made half my pide with MEAT.
I run to the toilet to spit it out. But it's too late. I ate meat. For the first time in... ummmm... 15 years? I feel sick. The house smells funny.
I can't go back over to sort it out because once the PJs are on they stay on. In their defence (Turk Oz's, not my PJs'), when I call and ask to speak to the Manager (and after being passed on to someone with much giggling and "They want to speak to the MANAGER!" comments in the background) whoever it is does apologise, say the order must have got mixed up and offers me a free large pide next time I come in.
But that doesn't really help the fact I feel sick. And ate MEAT!
Oh well, the Pollyanna in me says it's a test of faith. I could have eaten it and said "Oh yummy! This is delish, must have more! Thank goodness there was a mixup in my order so I could realise I'm no longer a non-meat eater." But no it was definitely a "What the hell is this disgusting stuff and where's my pide?" reaction.