This is it: My last half Garlic Pizza dough. You'd think I'd have gotten sick of pizza after having it five nights in a row... But you can put absolutely anything on bread. You can make any cuisine into a pizza: Italian (I mean let's hope), Asian, Mexican, Greek...
AND you can PUT anything on a pizza. I used to think seafood pizza sounded...unconventional.
Once again, tonight I made a unique compilation of my favorite pizza toppings.
(Garlic spread once again)
Ground Beef browned with a packet of Taco Seasoning and with diced tomatoes
"Organic Tri-Bean Medley"- A can I found in my pantry with Kidneys, white and black beans
Broccoli Cuts
And of course, the Pecorino Romano I have been savoring
For the record, by the way: I don't know if this is a French cultural thing or not, but I was brought up believing that there should never be leftovers. I don't remember there ever being a time when I didn't eat everything that was on my plate. (Except maybe that ONE time that my Mom made Ratatouille and I cried because it was my least favorite dish and was sent to bed without dinner)- but that doesn't count because I never started eating.
Anyway: There were no leftovers.
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