Saturday, January 5, 2008

My relationship with Pizza

Cindy C is the winner of my little contest. She wanted to know about my relationship with Pizza.

Well we have broken up - sad to say. I choose not to eat pizza. My friend SS says I should wear a t-shirt that says - "Pizza could kill me." With the wheat and cheese - it might not kill me but it could make feel pretty darn sick.

Before I embraced all my food issues - I ate pizza. H and I would enjoy pizza night. We generally ordered from Donatos.

We would get the veggie, Founder's favorite or the Mexican pizza alot. Always thin crust. I do not remember feeling especially sick after eating pizza - but I do remember sometimes feeling ugh! and thinking it was the grease.

In college with my roommate P - we ordered Papa Johns alot. Always with mushrooms and cheese. They cut their pizza in slices - pie shaped. He liked it that way.

I have eaten a slice in NYC and it is heaven. It always tastes unique and they have creative toppings. I was never all that into Chicago style pizza or deep dish pizzas.

There was also a time that H made alot of pizza from scratch at home. He would make the crust and roll it out. It was always very good. My MIL made what she called a parsley pizza. She would make the dough herself and then made a mixture of sour cream and fresh chopped parsley. It was very good also. I made it once or twice.

For awhile I missed pizza - it is quick and easy and the kids love it. But now I look at pizza and feel sick to my stomach. It is too much of stuff guarantee to give me trouble.

The odd thing is I have never been all that into pasta. We have never eaten alot that of pasta. I never made pasta much. I also never ordered pasta out. Pasta always left me with an upset stomach - go figure it is all wheat - but then why not pizza?

That is a question that will just have to remain unanswered - pizza and I have called it quits - I will not eat it and it will not call to me - or hint at how yummy it is. H rarely orders it while I am around - feeling badly that I cannot eat it any longer - but really it is ok. I will enjoy my soy cream cheese with some veggie or lox on a rice cake and he can have is pizza - because at the end of day I feel great!

5 comments:

IHateToast said...

a few years after i left iMaim, i drove through on the way to a wedding. i remembered bruno's. i think i did. was that even the name? you know what one i'm talking about. we ordered it in our room (stopped in ox) and i about had a heart attack from the salt in the crust. ooooh, no wonder people drank so much. it was a bready salt lick.

Susan said...

Bready salt licks - I love it Toasty! Yep it was Bruno's and sadly it is gone I hear. I never ate that stuff much - perhaps I was never drunk enough.... nah I doubt that!

Cynthia C. said...

You know, they make wheat-free pasta. We're Italian, pasta no less than once a week.

J. said...

But the best pizza ever will always be that which we ate the eve of your wedding day for your "rehearsal dinner"!

Susan said...

J-

That was one of the best dinners ever and I am so happy that we could share that moment.

-S