For some reason, I typically have this silly, deep desire in me to do things in the most difficult manner possible, particularly when it comes to cooking and baking, BUT miraculously lately, it is the simple staples that are catching my eye. Maybe mom-mode is kicking in, or maybe it's just the fact that I'm almost 37 weeks pregnant, and I do not want to be standing up in a hot kitchen while subjecting my stomach and Anniston to the dangers of the intense heat of a skillet that just so happens to be at belly height :) (flashback of the iron).
So, tonight, we're having spinach and tomato pizza. Why? Because we have these ingredients in the fridge. It's just a roll/can of pizza dough brushed with olive oil, sprinkled with red pepper, and topped with your usual. Well, you might not usually put a handful of spinach and sliced tomatoes on your pie, but I'm here to say: "you should."
Stan and I have been able to each make two meals out of this "recipe". If you've never had spinach and tomato pizza, please trust me and try it...hope you all have a great holiday tomorrow! Thank you to all who serve and who have served our country! I know that my mind cannot even begin to comprehend just how much I should be grateful.