Monday, March 05, 2012

Mr. M. Did it Again.

Santa Clarita Pizza Kitchen; that's what our house was Saturday night. Five college students came over, and we all made our own pizzas. I've been in a Mediterranean state of mind (and palate), so my pizza consisted of olives, artichoke hearts, and goat cheese with just a pinch of mozzarella. Mr. M. had just cheese and tomatoes, and the kids went hog-wild with pepperoni (one of the kids even came dressed as one!), sausage, and bell peppers and onions. Then we had dessert, which was a chocolate chip cookie baked in an individual cast iron skillet and topped with home made vanilla ice cream. We have only four skillets, so we had to eat in shifts (same with the pizza), but the decadent dessert was definitely deserving of the delayed delivery, and it gave us more time to get to know our guests.

4 comments:

Wendy said...

thanks! now I'm craving all that!!!

The White Wave said...

Come over! I still have the toppings.

Genie said...

YUM! and you had to eat (the cookies) in shifts--that's funny! you are as serious about your chocolate chip cookies, as you are your pizzas!!! crazy, wild, girl!!

The White Wave said...

If you're not taking your pizzas and cookies seriously, you're missing out on a big part of life.