The Smiling Pie-Men of Benares meet the simple Sigh-Man of Sydney.

They had a lot to smile about.  Their pizza and apple pie were first rate, top notch and just like Mama used to bake.  Crunchy thin crusts, fresh toppings, olive oil,  caramely honey sweet chunky apple pie in flaky pastry, all within a hundred yards of a burning ghat.

After meeting these magnificent pie-men I became a simple sigh-man

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