“Loving bacon is like shoving a middle finger in the face of all that is healthy and holy while an unfiltered cigarette smolders between your lips.”
One of the good things about making one personal size pizza at a time is that there is no more to gorge on. On the other hand, making one personal pizza at a time means there is no next piece even if it tastes great.
It is Saturday at 10a.m. and as usual something has to be done to sate the morning hunger pangs. As usual there is focaccia and the Duxelle made the other day.
Today in an unusual move, I decided to have a typical breakfast item at breakfast.