How to Make Homemade Pizza from Scratch – A Step-by-Step Guide
Pizza is one of the most popular and beloved dishes in America, and for good reason. The perfect pizza is a delicious combination of crispy crust, tangy sauce, and gooey cheese. While ordering pizza delivery might be convenient, making homemade pizza from scratch is a fun and rewarding experience that can impress your friends and family. In this article, we’ll show you how to make homemade pizza…
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Oh my God I'm listening to old Pizza Time Players showtapes for the first time and the way Jasper keeps cracking himself up for literally no reason in Roots in the Country- Relationship ended with Pasqually, now Jasper is my favorite CEC character.
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hate to be the one to say this, but "if you don't love [x] character(s), it's a red flag" makes absolutely no sense. my opinions on [x] character(s) are irrelevant. the fact that I eat pizza from the crust to the tip IS a red flag, though, and these have nothing to do with each other
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I work at dominos and I made this giant order and these old guys walk in to pick up the order- it's 10:30pm at night- I'm clocked out-I and overhear a coworker ask the two old dudes why so many pizza's so late- I hear them mention a band- I get excited and ask them what sort of music they play- they say not their band- Micheal fucking Buble's- they've got lanyards to say they're apart of his team- I made pizza for Micheal fucking buble of all people- they were like- chaperones or smth- anyway micheal buble really likes vegorama's and bbq chicken pineapple pizza
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OK here's some random advice no one asker for: when shits pretty bad mentally but not the worst it could possibly be, try n hold down a job for like. One day a week. Maybe two. Literally anything to keep it on your resume and keep steady paychecks flowing in your name. Even if it's 60 bucks for one short closing shift literally anything looks good on paper then u don't have to explain a gap in a resume to your prospective future employers and a complete lack of income to your financial institution.
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to the lady who tipped us $160 on her $300 order even after we messed it up: ily and i hope u have a wonderful life
to tje lady who didnt tip us anything on her $300 order even though it was perfectly made: go to hell
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So I used to be a pizza deliver driver, and that was pretty great for me; it made me feel like a video game character doing Quests. And when you started your shift as a driver, you got a wad of 15 singles for making change which was deducted from your tips at the end of the night. And this was back in the very early 20teens so $15 American just so happened to also be the price of half a tank of gas and a pack of Marlboro reds, so it was often also a sort of interest-free loan.
Now, a trope in pornography which was once so common that I myself have never actually seen a genuine portrayal of it but only seen it parodied runs thusly: A brave hero is delivering a pizza to some beautiful person who, upon receipt of the pizza, says, "Unfortunately I don't have any money; could I perhaps cover the cost of the pizza with sexual favors?" And always the hero agrees to this Faustian bargain which I'm sure must seem quite reasonable to you uninitiated civilians.
But, see, I'm making minimum wage. I have no savings. And I already spent my bank on half a tank of gas and a pack of Marlboro reds. So I'm $15 in the hole, and do you know what happens when you don't cash out at the end of the night? The manager calls the cops, and the cops come to your house. Mr. Domino is gonna get his $15 back by hook or by crook. I seen it happen. So if I accept the beautiful person's modest proposal, I'm mortgaging future tips against the $15 *and* the price of the pizza--which can get up there, depending on the order--and if I don't fix those books by the end of my shift, that could get to be a real pain in my ass.
Just doesn't make sense, y'know, from like a business perspective. Maybe it'd be worth a gamble. Maybe if it was like a beautiful woman who was a service top and also a werewolf, maybe you roll the dice and hope for the hard 6. But you gotta be risk-aware, is all I'm sayin.
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your boyfriend Simon gets home from a mission, and he’s very clearly tired and exhausted from the whole day. The main mission was to catch Makarov and lock him up for good. Sadly, the mission went wrong and they didn’t catch him, and that means Simon has been on edge ever since.
you were trying to get him to fall asleep, but nothing worked. That’s when you instructed him to lie on his tummy, and he did so. You started massaging his shoulders, squeezing and massaging the sore and tight muscles. He let out small groans when he felt the tension release. Your hands gently grazed over his shoulders after, gently gliding over his shoulders in a gentle and steady motion. But when he felt your fingertips dance over his shoulders, he had to ask.
“Wha’re you doin’, lovie?” He asked in a relaxed manner, voice slightly muffled my the pillow.
“I’m making pizza…” you mumbled quietly as you did gentle chopping motions over his shoulders. “Adding some green peppers…” you said as you continued the motion. You pressed your finger tips to different spots on his shoulder in a dotting motion, “I like olives, so I’m gonna add some…”
as you continued your motions, a small smile broke out on his lips. These were the moments he missed and loved with you. These weird yet comforting moments that made his day better. “So ‘m your pizza?” He asked quietly, smile evident in his voice.
your soft hum of approval made him chuckle, a sound that always made you smile. His eyes started to droop and you repeated the motions a few more time, eventually fully falling asleep.
“Now I gotta put it in the oven.” You said as you pulled the cover over his bare back and laid beside him, nuzzling into his side. You could hear his gentle and even breaths and you pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“Pizza’s done…”
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