I have this son who makes the best pizza I have ever eaten. I'm not kidding. The crust is to die for. It's crispy where it should be and soft where it should be. He makes it from scratch and adds his own secret ingredient. I know what it is, but I'm not telling. He made pizza for my mom, his Uncle Mike and Aunt Susan, and his dad and me tonight. What a treat! We always love it when he says he's making pizza. And it's not just cheese or pepperoni. It's different ones made with different toppings like mushroom, green and black olives, onions, bell pepper, whatever.
And...it...is...wonderfully scrumptious.
Everyone he has ever made pizza for knows that it will spoil them for all other pizza. He just has the touch. He even experimented and made a calzone the last time he made pizza. Yummy. I really think that he could have a business with his pizza making, but he's in grad school studying for a Masters in International Affairs and a PHD in political science. All he's have to do is make some of his pizza for countries who are opposing each other and there would be peace. They'd be too busy scarfing down that heavenly crust topped with cheese, veggies, and maybe some kind of meat. At least he's going after the right degrees. He has the perfect weapon for peace.
Thank goodness that he only makes it occasionally. If he made it too much, I'd be in clothes 4 sizes up. I'm already fighting to get rid of some extra poundage. He didn't help me tonight, but I don't care. He's the pizza king.
And...it...is...wonderfully scrumptious.
Everyone he has ever made pizza for knows that it will spoil them for all other pizza. He just has the touch. He even experimented and made a calzone the last time he made pizza. Yummy. I really think that he could have a business with his pizza making, but he's in grad school studying for a Masters in International Affairs and a PHD in political science. All he's have to do is make some of his pizza for countries who are opposing each other and there would be peace. They'd be too busy scarfing down that heavenly crust topped with cheese, veggies, and maybe some kind of meat. At least he's going after the right degrees. He has the perfect weapon for peace.
Thank goodness that he only makes it occasionally. If he made it too much, I'd be in clothes 4 sizes up. I'm already fighting to get rid of some extra poundage. He didn't help me tonight, but I don't care. He's the pizza king.
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Once you cut a pizza all the calories leach out and it's safe to eat...I may have mentioned my theories before...
I can see it now. Peace talks between Israel and the Palestinians will start up again. Bring out the pizza and thousands of years of war will be over. However, forget the sausage.
HAHAHA!! Starting over!!
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