You guys are all terribly mean and insensitive...
I have a deep abiding love of pizza (both cold and hot). Sadly, I have not been able to find a good pizza in my adopted country. They just can't seem to make good pizza here. Perhaps it's the humidity. Perhaps it's the ingredients. All I know is I am desperate.
Friday nights is pizza night for us. We make our own pizza every Friday. Through experimentation we have been getting closer to a good pizza. Our biggest problem is we need a pizza stone. I just can't get a crisp crust... but I digress.
Cold pizza is like morning mana from heaven. You wake up with a breakfast hunger, stick your head in the fridge and... viola! Breakfast is served.
Speaking of which, last night's pizza is mellowing in the fridge right now. Breakfast is served!
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