You know how you can go for months on end without eating fast food, without craving it or even thinking about it, but then you’re on a trip and you go through a drive-thru and then find yourself craving it? And, probably, eating more of it?
Yeah, I’m doing that with pizza right now. I love pizza, but I tend to go overboard and eat ALL the pizza when we get it, so I’ve been avoiding pizza. But I love pizza, and when Jess suggested pizza for our movie night this week, I thought it was a brilliant idea. (We watched Mean Girls and Bring It On (she had never seen either) and then Victor/Victoria (which I had never seen) and then the first episode of Crazy Ex Girlfriend (because I can’t be the only person who loves it) and then we were well into the third bottle of wine and called it a night. It was great.) The problem is that now I want pizza. More pizza. Pizza again. It doesn’t even have to be good pizza. I will eat all pizza.
I could go to the one place in town I know about that sells it by the slice (and only buy one slice), but I am also trying to stop eating out for every meal, so I went to the store. My compromise is pizza muffins (cousin to the pizza buns that became one of my food obsessions growing up, along with hot dogs and then toast). We have tomato sauce, we have mozzarella, and we have English muffins. That’ll work, right?