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We Interrupt this Delicious Spree for a Quickie

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LAist is going on a delicious spree around LA. This week: A is All About Indian. However, we're in need of a quickie.

At one point, LAist couldn’t quite understand the analogy between pizza and sex, but finally understood the parallel as a guy’s simple, straightforward logic. Yes, of course you’ll take some if it’s there, and like sex, pizza can never really be bad.

For the ladies, the analogy is, of course, much more complicated, and works in a slightly different way. Sometimes we want the sauce to be sweet, sometimes we want it hot and spicy, and many times none at all; tonight we want a thick, hard crust, but tomorrow we want it thin and soft. We might try something different - exotic toppings like wild boar, and even though we’re accustomed to everything on top, we could be turned on to a stuffed pizza. Every detail matters, and we shouldn’t have to tell you what we want and when, because you should just know. No, pizza is never really horrible, but it’s very very very rare that the whole thing absolutely blows us ladies away.

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So, we were going through the usual back and forth of deciding on dinner and somewhere along the way, we decided on pizza. Perhaps it was the giddiness because it was a new pizza place for us, Abbot’s Pizza Company. Perhaps the drive all the way down to Venice seems long when there are so many options within walking distance of home. Maybe it was the multiple trips up and down Abbot Kinney trying to find first, the very small, unadorned storefront that almost blends into the block, then second, a parking spot. Whatever it was, by the time we finally stepped up to the counter, pointed at the slices of on the racks flanking the register, paid the $3/slice and sat down at one of the steel bars along each wall, we had been worked into a famished frenzy.

And this one was...yes! It was finally a pizza-gasm.