Once upon a time there were four girls who lived in apartment #9--which is one more than the number of slices in the average pizza. 8 is one more than 7--which is the number of pizza boxes stacked next to our (rubbish) bin this weekend. 6x5 is 30 minutes, the guaranteed delivery time. It takes 4 minutes to drive to Smiths to pick up a frozen pizza, but only 3 for Little Caesars (well, if there's no line). We have to order 2 pizzas for the four of us, because as we all know, 1 slice is never enough.
Dedicated to our mothers who taught us how to cook. Instruction we clearly ignored.
Contributors
Caresse: a lover of all things food, but on lazy days or emotional days or bad weather days or... always... resorts to pizza. Once she stumbled across the magical combination of pepperoni and green peppers, and there was no going back.
Lawsy's favorite kind of pizza is pineapple. Just pineapple, extra cheese. She can't be blamed for her addiction to pizza--every year on thanksgiving her family makes pizza for dinner. She came by it honestly.
Kelsie Lynn: our foreign correspondent here at the Slice, Kelsie brings brings all the knowledge of pizza down-under. Her favorite flavor is chicken-pesto pizza.
Steph: the current title-holder for ordering heavyweight, for Steph pizza is like therapy... only a lot cheaper and without having to talk about her mother. Her favorite is Ham... with extra cheese.
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