I have some awful news. My condo board has kicked my dog out of my apartment. It's a long story, and it's due partially to a misunderstanding on my part, but also partially because my condo board is evil. After all, how could you evict something that is as adorable as this:
Sigh. If any of you are wondering, it was not from a noise complaint. My dog is mostly well behaved at home, and she's way quieter than the girl who yells at her boyfriend every single night. The point of my story is that I was left with the options of getting rid of my dog, or moving. I'm choosing to move, and currently have my apartment listed for sale. This is a very stressful and busy time for me, which means I will be blogging even less. I will try to as much as possible, but please bear with me for the time being.
For now, this pasta recipe comes from my Aunt G. I prepped, cooked and ate this meal within 35 minutes, which means it is a fantastic recipe for the weeknight.
The second time that I had met my friend J was at her apartment. There was a bunch of us there, and someone ordered pizza for everyone. When the pizza arrived I took a seat right beside it and quickly polished off 3 slices, pineapple free. J's boyfriend then motioned for me to have another piece (unaware that I had already ate 3) as he took a bite of the last slice without pineapple. I said "You're eating the last piece without pineapple" and he jokingly handed me the piece that he had already taken a couple bites of. I took it, and ate it, much to his surprise.
This is his favorite story to tell people. I think partly because I have an enormous appetite for pizza, but also because he is still surprised that I had ate that piece, given that I didn't know him very well at the time.
If soul mates are real, I feel that mine is pizza.
I made these pizza muffins the other night. The inspiration came from this pizza, and Gimme Some Oven's pizza puffs.