I had a couple friends over for pizza tonight. It was quite tasty, and it was the first time that I had made homemade pizza crust that didn’t burn to a crisp. It may not be good for one’s digestive system to consume all that bread, and then just sit around, but it was worth it.
It also marked the third time in two days that I had a pizza themed meal. Yesterday my mom made pizza tarts, which is pizza filling in a biscuit dough, that are baked in muffin tins. It is like bite sized pizza. She sent some home with me yesterday, and I ate the last two for lunch today, completely forgetting that I was going to be having pizza for supper. Good thing they were different kinds, otherwise I might be getting really sick of pizza by now.