While in Winter Park, we went to Hernandos for pizza 2 nights in a row. Why? Because it's freaking awesome! The walls and tables are papered with dollar bills. The second time we went we waited an hour and a half to be seated while having an interesting "yelling match" about bridezillas. That was Shereen's fault because spoiled Arab princesses like to yell about everything. Note to self...never drink a pitcher of rootbeer while eating a thick-crust pizza and then go home and eat a pint of vanilla ice cream...again.
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