We have pizza night at least once a week in my house. We’d probably have it every other night, but you know, judgment.
Typically I make my standard pizza or BBQ chicken pizza, but sometimes I get the urge to mix it up. Mostly the urge strikes when there’s food in my fridge that’s in serious need of being used (I despise throwing food away – to me, it’s the same as throwing a hundred dollar bill in the trash). Sometimes the urge results in questionable outcomes. But sometimes it results in omgwhyhaven’timadethisbefore???
Nailed it. The husband and I each had a quarter loaf’s worth of pizza. I was pretty full after eating about half of it, but I could. not. stop. eating. That food baby came with zero regrets.
I skipped the onion and pepper and used leftover jarred tomato pesto.
Original recipe from Budget Bytes.