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pizza party [for adults]

For me, adult life can get rather routine. Go to work. Pay the bills. Do this errand. Do that errand. Lay on couch. Rinse and Repeat. For 5 days straight. Goodnight.

I’ve found that the secret to keeping my adult lifestyle a little more playful (and exciting) is channeling moments from childhood. Remember the excitement of winning a pizza party at school? Well, last night’s activity came in the form of a pizza party for three, hosted at the house. Ironically, we got to celebrate an achievement of Cat’s.

I never set the table on a weeknight. In fact, let’s get serious. I rarely eat at the table on a weeknight (or weekend, for that matter). Since it’s almost December, I decided to break out the Christmas-time runner and adorn the table with plates, utensils and (real) napkins.

Cat cleaned out the closet recently and found three perfectly sized Mason jars. Drinking from them at all times is now a fad around the house. I’m pretty sure it’s a fad everywhere else in this country, too.


The red plate is symbolic of a person’s achievement (i.e. Cat’s plate for the night). I received this plates= from a coworker last year, with a matching smaller plate and wine glass. At one time, they all said “You are Special,” but that washed off in the dishwasher. Nevertheless, when someone celebrates a success, they use this plate at dinner. This is a great DIY Christmas gift for a family member or newly-wedded couple.

 

Seconds later (more like a half hour), food magically appeared. Everything on this table is pretty much homecooked. The Caesar salad contained croutons made from a stale piece of bread, and the pizza dough was made in the bread maker.


This was one thick pizza. We layered the pie with a garlic-olive oil base, arugula, artichokes, prosciutto (on half) and both Fontina and Mozzarella cheese. Nick, our esteemed guest of the night, used his former pizza-man skills to slice that pizza up just the way we wanted. What a guy, that Nick.


If I could order pizza with this thickness every time, I would. Heaven.


There’s nothing quite like enjoying a pizza party with two of your closest friends. We may not have had streamers, balloons, or confetti – and I may have been a bit hangry for a moment – but we still had fun and enjoyed one another’s company.

I’m a strong believer of good friends and food, especially on a week night. It helps me get through the routine of the week and also relax. I love my friends. I love this life.

It’s true. I’ve never met a sweet potato I didn’t like. Thankfully, it ties in nicely with Day 1 of my personal get healthier challenge. (Notice I say “healthier” instead of “healthy.” I already practice good habits I intend on keeping.) Did you know that sweet potatoes break down more slowly in the body? That means they produce smaller fluctuations in our blood glucose and insulin levels. They are actually very diabetic friendly.

I didn’t make grocery shopping a priority this weekend, so tonight it was on the agenda. I rushed to the store after my evening workout and spent $40 on essentials. No matter how hard I budget or try to shop on the cheap, the items I buy always seem expensive. I think food in general is pricey if you want to eat well. Though I’ve found in my years of shopping that vegetables are always the cheapest of the bunch, clocking in much lower than the processed foods that aren’t good for you anyway. I guess it’s just a mixed bag these days. Nothing is free.

My roommate and I used this recipe for the dish:  You serve it over arugula, which has a nice taste in my opinion.

I’ve noted on the blog before that my roommate and I often cook multiple meals at once. Tonight was no different. We whipped up three different meals for lunches and dinners this week – all vegetarian and/or vegan, of course. All of our meals for this week feature an orange ingredient. I like the sounds of that. Give me more beta carotene.

Learning Moment: Part of documenting my life in a (somewhat) public space is the ability to make commitments, share moments of learning, and ediscuss “failures.” I’ve loved keeping a blog for more than three years because I can literally document my own individual growth. It’s been a great way for me to keep track of my life’s goals.

The boyfriend recently asked if I felt like I had to live according to my blog, meaning: do I feel a stronger need to practice what I preach? The answer is absolutely, and sometimes I will succeed at that and other times I will completely falter. That’s what makes me human.

Tonight’s simple success I’ve come to a point in my life where I’m starting to recognize even the smallest of achievements. I made myself a much-too-long to-do list for the night. Instead, I got busy in the kitchen and completely forgot about the handmade cards I wanted to make it. It was probably a blessing in disguise. Not only did I get to create three meals, I got to do it while catching up with my roommate. Now, I’m moving crafting night to Wednesday. It’s not a big deal. I don’t feel bad. I don’t have to live by lists. They don’t own me!

Now, it’s time to fall asleep without guilt. A full day, indeed.


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