Kris is the one who's really good at it. He has a few tricks up his sleeve.
A couple of weeks ago I broke the pizza stone by accidentally putting it on a hot burner. It was scary and I was really sad.
Look how sad this is:
Can you see the lines of oil and deliciousness that had seeped into the middle of the stone. It had it's own delicious flavor that was transferred to all our pizzas.
But anyway, it was a sunk cost. So once I got over feeling really bad about it we went and bought a new stone. It's bigger, which is good because our family is a little bigger now than it was back in the day.
When we were in New York we went to this delicious pizza place under the Brooklyn bridge. They used fresh mozzarella and put the cheese under the sauce, which looked so weird. But oh it tasted SO good!
Kris thought we needed to try it. So we went all out and got some real pepperoni too, instead of that stuff in a bag at the grocery store.
And mmmmm, boy is it delicious. Ready to start drooling?
We made this one last week. It also has fresh basil on it from the plant our neighbor gave me. I'm trying to keep it alive. The fresh basil is really tasty.
Max is saying "But I didn't want mushrooms! I just wanted pepperoni on my pizza!"
It's a tough life, isn't it?
He tried to use his big eyes on me but it didn't work. He had to eat the mushrooms.
And he did. And somehow I kept him from dumping the whole pizza on the ground here.
We've been doing really well so far with cooking. We've eaten dinner at home almost every single night since we officially moved in. That's a really big deal for us because for about the last four years we were both way too busy to cook consistently. It was really a struggle.
So we're hoping we'll gain a little health and maybe a little extra cash flow if we can keep it up. It makes me feel good to finally have time to actually take care of my family.
Here's Max waiting for the pizza. He's got his friend the "robot flashlight" there on the table beside him. He's a goof.
