I must have been born in the year of fucked up traffic. Yesterday afternoon a gas line blew up about two blocks from my house where they’re putting in a new Lowes (welcome, urban sprawl). Sadly, someone was hurt…but that isn’t really the part that torqued me. For the second time in less than 24 hours, Hwy 9 was clogged like a fat mans arteries. To save me from the impending road rage, Jam and I met at The Roasted Garlic for dinner. Great, GREAT food and as you would discern from the name, lots of items loaded with yummy garlic. Over dinner I told Jam about Gilroy, California; not far from San Jose and the Garlic Capitol of (I think) the world. This, of course, lead me to tell him about the bacon and garlic pizza at Willow Glen Wood Fired Pizza in Willow Glen (suburb of San Jose). I might have to head back to the left coast just to get a fix. Instead, I had a four cheese and garlic oblong pizza…mmmmmm.