the best pizza I've ever had in my life - garlic chicken. Perfectly made, with obviously hand made dough and rich proper tomato sauce, not that bland stuff and the polystyrene base. Also they accidentally brought me a margarita first so I got a free pizza. Am a total convert - also at 7.50 it was about a third the price of a Dominoes!
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Many many years ago before I moved to South Africa when I was still working in IBM, I and then Mrs JoeP arranged to meet up with some IBM friends for walking in the Yorkshire Dales, and we went to the Lakes for a couple of days beforehand. Stayed in an B&B in Keswick which as I recall had a pizza restaurant in the same building (could have just been nearby). So, pizza for dinner. I ordered one which was five toppings, something something something something and garlic. When it came it was chopped rather than grated or crushed garlic, and with a slightly bitter taste, but overall a yummy pizza. So far so good.
That night, my wife had to open the bedroom window because I was breathing out garlic. But that was a reasonable hazard, we thought.
The next day we drove across the Peaks to meet our friends ... and she insisted on having the car windows open ... at this point I thought she was being a bit silly about it.
We met up with at a pub, and I'm sure there were some comments that evening over dinner.
The next day was when it got really serious. Obviously the garlic was still in my bloodstream and escaping slowly through my pores. They all insisted I walked downwind of everyone else. FOR THE NEXT THREE DAYS.
I still like garlic but have been a little more cautious since then...
I experienced a similar garlic (chicken) pizza incident. My Risk-intensive friends ordered pizza delivered. Of course, over the phone while music and conversation was going on and evidently the 'extra garlic' item got rementioned several times. And yes, even though it was pungent, it went down quite easily. And, yes....I'd say three days was about right before the consequences dissipated, upon the wind, as it were. The wife of one friend made him move in to a separate bedroom for the duration.
Since then, I never order garlic, much less 'extra' garlic on anything.