It has been an exceedingly warm winter this year. Well, it has been warm for the past week. Before that it was -40 degrees Celsius. I have the memory bank of a meerkat, apparently. More importantly, I have reason to participate in the futile art of complaining about the weather: I had really been enjoying …
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my plate overfloweth.
There is something so right about a pizza that is too large for its plate. This one is covered in old cheddar, parmesan, mushrooms, pickled artichokes, and slices of tomatoes. Yum!
stock pizza.
While some people peep into their friends’ medicine cabinets to develop an overgeneralized conclusion of the owners’ character, I peep into their freezers. When we first started dating, Longer Hollow Legs had a steady supply of frozen pizzas occupying the frosty depths of his ice box. How this is a reflection of his psyche I do …