Spinster Life: Old Cold Pizza
I mixed the brownies first, of course, and then I licked the spoon. I saved my fridge raiding for after the brownies were in the oven. The pizza was more an appetizer than anything else.
How was the pizza? Well, first of all I should note that I am still alive. It can't have been more than a week old. However, it was quite stiff and chewy. The crust was really something. It wasn't brittle enough to be called biscotti, but it was much too hard to be a baguette. Hopefully I'll have a chiseled jawline by the weekend.
When I eat weird dinners like this, I'm always glad I don't have to worry about eating in front of anyone else. Sure, it wasn't an ideal dinner, but who cares? I was just in it for the brownies. I'm also pleased I don't have to worry about what the other person is going to eat or if they wanted the old cold pizza. So, spinsterhood for the win!
After all that, I only ate 4" of brownie edge crust. But you know what? Eventually I get to eat the whole pan...because I live alone. Again, spinsterhood for the win.