Saturday, July 2, 2011
Addicted to pizza.
Am I a pizza lover?
At least that's what I thought, till Ken introduced me to bake-your own-pizza from this nice and cozy little shop buried in a city nearby.
Now, every Friday evening is pizza night and I love pizza as much or more than I do spaghetti and meatballs. Yes, you read it right, e v e r y f r i d ay.
Cost or travel doesn't matter as all our mind can think of is our date with a pie from heaven. It all started one Friday, months ago, when Ken asked me if I would like pizza for supper. I turned to him with a surprised look, because I never thought pizza could be anything but a snack food! But when I saw the large pie with all the toppings on it, I knew I won't have to slave in the kitchen that evening and there will be less dishes to wash, so I said YES without batting an eyelash.
I have had pizza before but I can only tell you that I really couldn't say enough about how good that first bite was, and stayed that way to the very last.
What's unique with this pizza is it is a "take and bake". They assemble our pizza while we watch and we can then take it home and bake it ourselves for that hot, fresh-baked taste.
But that's not all. I would always add more stuff to it before putting it in the oven. I'll sprinkle more green peppers, onions, mushrooms, pine apple tidbits and lots of cheese. Sometimes I would add meat around the dough so it won't burn as we would always order the thin crust.