Guess where I’m eating?

Okay, so we’re going to try something slightly different today, mostly because I’m ridiculously, apologetically, stupidly hungover and my memory has gone in the crapper, which may or may not have anything to do with the thumping brain pain, but I mention it because I have absolutely no recollection of where I shot the above photo. It’s clearly a pizza, and it looks like an effing amazing one. And if you want to know the truth, I would kill to have that pizza under my nose right now. Instead, I’m sharing company with a bottle of pomegranate red tea, which would taste a whole lot better with pizza — as does everything.

So, help a sister out, and tell me where the hell that pizza came from and how soon you can have it delivered to my house.