Last night started off like it was gonna be a pretty nice evening.
I had a sweet little run; I banged out a freakishly quick 3 miles at the park and wasn’t planning on doing more than 2. The force was with me so I just kept running. It was glorious and a very rare occasion.
After my triumphant run, I came home, starved and ready to relax, and started routing through my fridge/freezer. After coming across some frozen whole wheat pizza dough, I made the call to try a new recipe I’d been formulating. All was going swimmingly until I checked on it midway, and it just wasn’t doing what it was supposed to do. As I feared, I pulled it out of the oven only to reveal….well quite literally a hot mess. And as much as I hate to waste food…
Sigh. Better luck next time. (And best believe I picked that thing apart searching for any part of it that was edible.)
So instead of calling for a pizza, I grabbed the next best thing out of the freezer, poured a glass of wine and called it a night.
That’s right. Onion rings. French fries’ classier cousin. And you see that? Oh yeah, paper plates. I almost put on a set of pearls, just to eat them.
And should the lovely folks at Alexia be reading this, please feel free to run with that slogan. I promise I’ll be fair with my price.
Oh and hey, you should probably go check out my guest post today at The Cookie Battle. It’s what a classy person would do.