"What would you want old chocolate for anyway?" Angus frowned. "By this time, it very likely doesn't taste the freshest."
Andrew called the boys to come eat, and everyone came to the dining room, and they seemed to be impressed with some of the pizza types that they had not heard of in England, but they embraced it because Angus had said they were very good. Most of them really liked the new and different varieties. Sam, in particular, liked what Angus said was Pizza Patatosa--hand tossed Italian pizza that had tomato sauce, mozzarella, thin slices of potatoes, rosemary, and olive oil. Of the ones Angus had ordered, he liked that one the best. Victor was tucking into what Angus said was a four cheese pizza. It didn't have tomato sauce at all, but rather, it had four Italian cheeses--fontina, gorganzola, grana padano, and mozzarella. Everyone had their favorite, it seemed, and they enjoyed tasting all the different varieties and comparing opinions. Angus liked them all. He didn't particularly have a favorite.
Over dinner, Brian brought up to Edward that with the wedding now less than 48 hours away, there wasn't much time for a bachelor party. Edward laughed.
"When you get to be my age, bachelor parties don't hold much interest anymore. That's for you young people. I'm more than happy just as things are. Let's just have another good supper together, maybe open a couple nice bottles of wine for those who drink wine, and just enjoy each other's company," Edward said. "Angus, I cannot tell you how nice it is to have some genuine Italian pizza. I'm glad you thought of it."
"I'm glad to do it," Angus smiled. "I think pizza for take away is a pretty common thing."
"Yes, but not going to Tuscany to get it," Robert laughed.