Pizza

Over the weekend during our spa trip, my friends and I ordered pizza on Valentine's Day. Since we were doing a girls night in, which included watching The Bachelor and the movie Up in bed at the hotel, we figured take out pizza was a good solution for dinner.

We called up a local place after much discussion about what kind of pizza to get, what extra toppings we should add, and whether it was more economical to get individual pizzas or a family size. Eventually we decided that we wanted a Margharita pizza (sauce and cheese) with spinach, artichokes, and mushrooms added to it (family size).

We waited a long time to get our meal, so when it finally arrived (probably sometime after 9), we were ravenous. A full day of spa-ing and relaxing really works up the appetite! Much to our disappointment, we received a funghi pizza (mushrooms only) instead of the vegetable medly that we had intended. Boo! In Germany, customer service is definitely not the same as in the U.S.

They don't really care if you are not satisfied.

(I once sent back a drink because I had asked for something with vodka (which I am not allergic to) and they brought over something with rum (which I am allergic to). I had one sip and immediately broke out in the crazy splotchy hot rash that I get when I ingest alcohol I am allergic to. Since it was clearly not what I ordered, I didn't want to drink it, nor did I want to pay for it. The waitress took it back to the bar, where all of the bartenders took a sip, then she brought it back to our table insisting that it was what I had ordered and that it would be included in our bill (as if I would ever even think about letting my lips go near the glass that three bartenders just sipped from!). They were not apologetic over the fact that I was then holding a cold glass full of ice to my face because it was burning up. Nope. They could have cared less and they did not want to give me a free drink.)

Anyway, back to the pizza. We pretty much decided it would not serve any purpose to complain, so we just ate our funghi pizza (isn't that a horrible name!?)


So you may be wondering why I am going on and on about pizza, German customer service, and screwed up drinks....

Well, tonight I made my own pizza so that I could get it just the way I like it.

cheese

red onions

garlic

red pepper

orange pepper

broccoli

some salami stuff on hubby's half

MMMMMMMM!

I sauteed the veges on the stove until they were a bit cooked and then loaded them on the crust for cooking in the oven. The cooking time required for the dough is only 10-12 minutes which does not get the veges soft enough for my liking.

 

 

This is what was leftover after we devoured the rest. I am saving it for dinner tomorrow night because I will need a little somethin' something' before I head over to school to help at the middle school Valentine's dance. My homemade pizza got the official hubs seal of approval, which is good because his standards are very high! I am already looking forward to the leftovers :0)