Dear pizza,
in times when I am wilting away, you are there. In times of pure ‘hangry-ness’, you are there. The way you let your grease drip down my arm as I bite down on your doughy base and gooey cheese is the most selfless act I have every experienced.
I like the way you taste at Pizza Hut, the way you have been deep dished, sauced up, and cheesed is utter perfection.
I like the way you taste at Free Toppings when a slice of you has been sitting out under a heat lamp for some time, the way your bottom is crispy and your top is together perfectly. I hate sharing you with the world and I have learned my lesson, I need to be more selfish when it comes to your crispy outside and doughy insides, I love you.
I enjoy the way you taste at Little Caesars, you are always hot and ready, I never have to wait. I also love the way you have been deep, deep dished, wrapped in bacon, and topped with bacon – never change – you are perfect.
I love how thin your crust is at Pizza Express, you make me feel healthy and refreshed…I never feel guilty for ordering all of you to myself.
I love the way you are personalized just for me at Spin Cafe, you are so freakin’ adorable and just like a new born baby, you are doughy all over.
We have been through so much together I just wanted to let you know I’m thinking of you and I can’t wait to have you all to myself again.
You will always be a pizza me,
-A
Creatively Uncreative 