Pizza for dinner

    All my life, I have been a pepperoni girl. Loved, loved, loved pepperoni. Over the years, we have occasionally ordered different toppings on our pizza. Sausage, meatball, and some I can't even remember. But pepperoni was the king of toppings.


    This past January, Hubs and I were again contemplating a pizza for dinner. As we perused the menu from our favorite pizza joint, T n F Pizza, we decided that pepperoni was getting old. I was reading down the list of possibilities, when one caught my eye. "Oooo..." I said, "Bacon!". Hubs agreed that bacon sounded awesome, and he remarked, "Extra cheese and bacon!" To which I whole heartedly agreed. We ordered one, and it has become our favorite pizza.


    Now, last week, we went shopping at Sam's Club, and bought a three pack of 1 pound packages of bacon. Later that night, as we were putting things away, we went down to the freezer, and discovered that we had no less than eight pounds of bacon already in the freezer! Then I found one in the upstairs freezer too. These, plus the three pounds we just bought, makes a total of twelve pounds of bacon in the house.


   We also bought a three pack of DiGiorno frozen cheese pizzas that trip. Today, I thought we should cook up some of that bacon for dinner. Then I thought some more, and decided to put it on a frozen cheese pizza for dinner, thus making our own bacon cheese pizza.


    Here is what it looked like when it came out of the oven.

    It's too bad that looks can be so deceiving. The bacon, of course, was awesome, but the pizza wasn't. I think we should get points just for trying, what do you think?

An Afternoon of Doctor Who

  Today, I am getting to spend the whole afternoon watching Doctor Who episodes, old and newer, on Netflix. My beloved Hubs was working in the garage, doing the usual man-puttering, so I started out by watching an episode I found the other day. It's from 1972 and stars the first three Doctors! I am in Whovian geek heaven!

  After that, I watched a newer one with David Tennant. Now I am watching yet another newer one, I think it's the one where the newest Doctor enters the picture. It's called The End of Time.

  Hubs has taken to the bedroom and is watching TV in there. He doesn't care for Doctor Who. We only have Neflix in the living room, and in our son's room. I think he gets it through his PS3.

   Anyway. Last night, I ordered a pizza after visiting my friend Kim at karate. Her daughter, the Cherub, takes classes from my son, the instructor. Funnily enough, that's not how we met! Oops, I'm getting off topic. Back to the pizza.

   I asked for a pepperoni pizza, with all the pepperoni on one half of the pie. Sounds simple enough, doesn't it? That simply means that one side of the pizza has 2X the meat of a usual 1/2 pepperoni pizza. Unfortunaltely, it got lost in translation between the girl who took my order and the man who made my pizza.

  I took it home without looking at it. I should have looked. Not that it would have made a difference. I ate it anyway, but I am not sure that I will order from them again, I thought the pizza kind of sucked. That is really too bad, as their pizza is usually very good. I don't know what the difference is, it just tasted different, and not as good as usual. And the crust was very much thinner than usual, too. It was all floppy and sloppy.

  Right now, Part 2 of Doctor Who is starting. It turns out that I have seen Part 1. So I have to go, I want to watch it. Many thanks for listening to me rant, yet again!