Last week, Silas and I had a little competition. A "hey I think we're out of mozzarella cheese and possibly pizza sauce so make your own pizza from whatever you can find and we'll see whose is better" kind of competition.
Silas' pizza: black beans, chicken, tomatoes, garbanzo beans, onions, and pepperjack cheese with a sour cream/salsa sauce for the base
He declined to wear my apron.
My pizza: prosciutto, spinach, tomatoes, and sharp white cheddar atop an olive oil/garlic/parmesan-smeared crust
The end result:
Tasty tasty. A far cry from my usual (pepperoni and green olive with LOTS OF SAUCE AND MOUNTAINS OF CHEESE).
And look how sweet.
*You may have noticed that my Christmas lights are still up. Stop judging me. I can't bear to take them down because our apartment seems so dark and lonely without them.