Let us take a moment of silence…
This should be a national holiday, in my book. To celebrate, I’ve pulled together some of my all-time favorite pizzas, either procured from divine pizza establishments or made by the pizza-lovin’ man and me.
May my ode to the world’s greatest round creation since the wheel inspire you to indulge on this holiest of Thursdays.
(Turns out I have eaten a LOT of pizza…)
This weekend was a true lesson in balance and moderation (in moderation). My equation goes a little something like this: exercise, gluttony, sloth, repeat! I like it that way and highly recommend it. And, apparently, our weekend was Cosmo’s Pizza-Themed. Duh.
You guys. This past Sunday was heaven on Earth. I need to walk you through what made it so darn magical. But first, the short-story version: We just kept taking the next logical step in terms of what we felt inspired to do.
The end result? This marvelous day. Prepare thyselves to dream about the weekend.
…add garlic!
We’ve been obsessed with our Smitten Kitchen cookbook as of late. On Tuesday night, we decided to test her Shaved Asparagus Pizza recipe. But we couldn’t help but improve upon it…
Blackberries on pizza? Yep, it’s a thing, and yep, it’s good.
One of my favorite things about the man is that he’s equally as adventurous when it comes to food and recipes. I found this recipe on Pinterest and just knew it was up our alley.
Yesterday was one of those days where it feels like the world is caving in on you—where anxiety and worry take over and keep you from remembering that the Universe always has your back.
To turn things around, enter: decompressing, an easy 7-mile run, and the best effing pizza you’ve ever tasted.
Happy Monday, loves!
It’s less than 2 weeks until the Colfax Half Marathon. I’ve been running a lot of miles. To give you an idea of how much my training has escalated, my mileage goal for the month of January was 38 miles. My mileage goal for April was 60… and I ended up running 78.
78 effing miles, folks. Do you know what that means?
It means I’m hungry—ravenous. So let’s feast our eyes on this food porn together.
BRACE YOURSELVES (and make sure you’ve eaten first).
After a tiring week and a 3.4-mile run on Friday that included my fastest mile ever, I was ready to take a bath, relax, and eat some delicious homemade pizza. (Yes, again.)
We made not one but two divinely delicious (and competitive) pizzas, each improvised with various toppings found in the fridge. Each pie was distinctly different from the other, but both were insanely scrumptious. See which won!
The Real Life 