You know I like a good pizza. Who doesn’t?
Exhausted from a 5:30am workout, and in no mood to cook dinner, I nearly wept when my boss told me one of my fave pizza shops in town was having an insane anniversary special tonight: $3.99 for a medium, 2-topping pizza.
Me and Northern Lights Pizza were like this in high school. My friends and I ordered from them so often, the delivery guys used to let us put their freaking car-topper delivery light on our cars and drive around with it on there for awhile. It was cool at the time. I’m sure of it.
Back then, with my killer, teenage metabolism, the order was ALWAYS hand-tossed crust with alfredo sauce (yes), tomatoes and chicken. Fast forward a decade and I’m ordering a wee bit healthier…well…for pizza anyways!
Artichokes & tomatoes for her, beef & mushrooms for him. Ok, so we splurged for the garlic-butter seasoned crust. Hence the butter run-off on the side of the pizza box – muwahahaha!!!
Did I mention I worked out this morning?
I haven’t had this pizza in nearly a decade and I’ve forgotten how good it is! The sauce is really, really light – kind of like the pizza sauce in Rome – and the crust was killer. Chewy and light.
Why is pizza so good? Why?!
I don’t even know what anniversary they were celebrating but, darnit, I’m glad they were – this was such a treat. Plus since Thursdays are my Fridays, pizza just feels right, you know?
Life is short – eat pizza!
What were you like in high school?
In high school, if I wasn’t eating, sleeping or breathing – I was dancing! I took tap, jazz, ballet, pointe, tumbling and a million other dance classes about 4 days a week at a studio, and was also co-captain of my high-school’s dance team (wow, just remembered that!) We had practice 4 days a week at 6 am – it was madness!
Oh, and I was also on the synchronized swimming team – booyah!