Last night we unfortunately ate pizza. It tasted quite good with the exception of most of the components provided by the pizzeria. Why can’t a decent pizza be made somewhere outside of Italy, and the New York/New Jersey area?! It’s a poor crust that is the culprit here and a pizza is really all about the crust. The toppings are just window dressing. Anyway, the allure of having someone deliver dinner to the front door took over and I submitted to that allure. Mea culpa.
Getting back on the track of a real food, today I use up the rest of my white beans in a soupy stew with various basic vegetables and collard greens. With a drizzle of olive oil it is really good.