I feel so guilty.
So, so guilty.
I didn't mean for you to worry or take time out of your busy day to check on me or to send me encouraging words.
Yet, so many of you did.
So many of you.
Let me set the record straight.
Yesterday the big project at work that I was involved in was....drum roll please......
A Pizza Challenge.
(it was run exactly like the Iron Chef challenge....)
Yeah, yeah, I know.
I made you worry about me for nothing.
But, really, everything I said was true.
You can ask blog reader Gerry. She knows.
These challenges....called The Dean's Cup....are huge deals in my office, throughout the division and on our campus.
But, we didn't win.
We came in SECOND PLACE.
We were robbed.
It was brutal.
If I had the energy left, I would have launched an investigation.
But, I was so wiped out from the sheer emotion and work of it all that I accepted our lot and decided to spend the weekend plotting our revenge.....
Because, really, we should have won.
Here. Let me prove it.
You tell me...... what could be better than our Pizza Challenge entry:
“When the moon hits your eye like a big-a AppPizza pie…..that’s AMORE!”
AppPizza~~A fresh mela (apple) salsa nestled in a bed of creamy ricotta on a pillow of dough, dusted with Southern Pecans!
AppPizza…… for those moments that call for more than sauce and cheese……
Just like love, this pizza is a delicate, sweet and tart blend of nature’s most revered fruit enhanced by a little nuttiness, a jigger of spice, a touch of sass, a smooth finish and some dough….