Tonight was pizza night (yay!). I like to get pizza from our local deli when I don't feel like making it from scratch. Of course it needs a few adjustments. Frank likes just plain sausage and mushroom while I like what we call garbage pizza which is everything I have on hand that sounds good. He deals with the fact that there's pepperoni on there - what a trooper.
It smells good even before it goes in the oven. I could eat pizza everyday but since I don't want to weigh as much as the house I restrain myself.
They have a good sense of humor when it comes to the baking instructions. I, for one, appreciate that!
And voila!
