Pizza, Pizza.

Had my dear friend Dawn, over this evening for some chit-chatting. This is a different Dawn — not Dgirl — we met first in college at UF and found each other again in Atlanta just a few years ago. I didn't realize she had moved back (from LA)... but one day, when I was aimlessly wandering around the shoe department at Nordstrom's (sigh, I'm a terrible shoe-shopper and cannot to this day figure out how to match them correctly with my clothing), I heard a familiar voice. I looked up, and there was Dawn, trying on a fabulous pair of shiny, navy, oh-so-tall stilettos. Yup, I knew it was her. The pairing of the voice and the shoes could not be mistaken for anyone else. I couldn't help but yell out, "Girrrrrrrl"... and she yelled right back at me with a massive, I can't believe it grin on her face. It had been 10 years since we'd seen each other. And I had missed her.

So, tonight was great because we got to get our chat on and it had been awhile. I didn't feel like ordering in the same pizza we always do, so instead I decided to make my own. Dang, I wish I had been doing this all along, it is so easy. Just get frozen dough, some of your favorite tomato sauce and whatever toppings float your boat. Roll out the dough (don't forget to flour the surface), place it on an oiled cookie sheet (use vegetable oil), put down your toppings and cheese then bake at 450 degrees for 20 minutes. We chose cherry tomatoes, sliced purple onion and ground chuck (just "sprinkle" on about 1/4 a pound, it cooks right on top). Got the recipe from the latest Martha Stewart Everyday Food Magazine (which is the only thing I seem to be cooking from these days — it is wonderful). Easy as pie, cheaper than take out and tastier too!

And ya know what, I may just have another food post for you tomorrow. Look at me go, I'm practically eating myself out of house and home. Gotta love that.