Friday on my mind
Where has the week gone? It is Friday again, our traditional pizza day. (Sorry Ali!)
Pizza day started off a long time ago, when I discovered the pizza counter at Asda. I would pop in on the way home, grab 3 pizzas, wedge them into my rucksack and head home. Mmm, a nice, easy, tasty meal to end the week.
Then, one day, I had the bright idea of making my own bases. It was very easy, and the result was delicious. That evening, the kids got together and banned me from buying pizza ever again. From now on, pizza would be home made. And it has been ever since.
Of course, the beauty of it is that each of us can personalise our own pizza - my youngest started off having only cheese with a thin base, but has now added salami, sausage and bacon, while I can add jalopinoes and a sprinkling of tabasco sauce and the girls pile up the vegitables. Everyone is happy.
Except, perhaps, the neighbours, as I have to have music on while I do the cooking: Foo Fighters, Gary Moore or AC/DC are current favourites, and of course, there are the days when The Rock Chef joins in...
"Monday I have Friday on my mind..."