Last night we went out with a couple friends to a local gourmet pizza place, a delicious treat for all.
After we agreed on where to go, I was secretly worried. My favorite pizza there is a buffalo chicken pizza with ranch dressing drizzle. It's the only thing I ever even order, because it's the work of the gods, and I mean freaking delish. Here's a stolen picture. The Best Pizza Evar is the beauty on the right (the hawaiian pizza was not ordered last night):
But this was good. This is a chance to get me out of my comfort zone and eating things like mushrooms (yuck), peppers (double yuck), and sun-dried tomatoes (eh). I was easily swayed from The Best Pizza Evar, though, when I found a pizza with GOAT CHEESE.
GOAT CHEESE, which is pretty much my favorite thing lately. Last week I bought half a "log" of goat cheese. I ate half that night and took half the next day to school and had goat cheese and a few water crackers for lunch. I freaking love goat cheese.
Here's a stolen picture of The Second Best Pizza Evar:
I need to stop stealing pictures and remember to take my camera- after I get that SD card, which is supposedly upstairs.
Happy Sunday, Dear Reader. Be sure to Spring Forward. I hope the weather follows suit this week.
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