Pizza

Yesterday was my turn to host dinner. We made plans to use one of my Skyline chili mixes (imported from Cincinnati). Unfortunately, I only noted the ingredients and missed the hour and a half cook time. Since we were starting late (Matt, Mo, and I were all in the same training all day), we decided to get pizza. Mo had noticed a sign in front of the elementary school across the street from me about it being Papa John's night so we walked over to be supportive. What the sign didn't mention, however, was that we were just supposed to call and order and mention the school's name so they'd get a cut. Matt did this on the walk back. We had my my strawberry pie for dessert. It tasted delicious but there were harder bits of the glaze mixed in so I was glad I'd tried again. The latest attempt seems to have turned out perfectly.