Call me crazy, but when I got into my car tonight after an especially hard spin class at the Y, I smelled pizza. But I wasn't crazy. Travis had picked up pizza in our car. On Sunday. So I must have inherited my father's nose, because I could still smell it.I got to thinking, I have all the stuff...and I mean, how long could it take dough to rise??? So I made some. Late night pizza and beer. What could be better?
2 comments:
yum! I want some! Miss you guys...hope you're doing well. I'll try to call you to catch up!
good choice a nice trippel!
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