A Toasty Bag on a Holiday in Venice

i was quite compulsive as a child's sif i found something i liked, that's all i would do. I didn't have toasty bagswe did cause me dad would be like cause we used to go half bord. Instead of going out for lunch and spending a fortune an go back to hotel. O o parm and we mummered. Every night we had pastia pastraliceno in venice - which is pastor with cheese. Just by the sea, it's venis, down little venice in london, it stinks sometimes. Have you ever put corned beef hash between two slices? Let us know. We run water in the wheel