[10spot] 144. TEN favorite pizza toppings.

[deep_red_bells]

Bear in mind that I cannot have tomatoes or tomato sauce on my pizza. This pretty much means that if I want a pizza I have to make it myself. Also, I do not put all these on one pizza. I don't like too many toppings on one pizza. Too busy. Busy only works with ice cream.

1) Cheese.
2) Mushrooms.
3) Spinach.
4) Black olives (green olives should only ever be used in martinis).
5) Eggplant.
6) Pineapple.
7) Jalapenos.
8) Hummus, though I dunno if this is really a topping? You can use it instead of tomato or white sauce (hey, don't knock it til you've tried it).
9) Pepperoni.
10) Bacon.

I know. I'm weird.

Comments

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

Hummus? On pizza?

...I'm freaking myself out. That actually sounds good.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I'll make you one sometime. When you can't have the pizza sauce you gotta take what you can get.

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

You should come home on Tuesday and make me one.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I'll see what I can do.

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

Seriously? Seriously seriously?!

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Well, sure. It's your birthday. The boyfriend has a plane.

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

And? Dad's giving me back my old fake ID for a night. There's a band I wanna see, but it's an 18 and up venue.

Hummus pizza, Control Freak concert, and you have to stay an extra day. I'm gonna have birthday money, and we need to shop. Dad promised me an all-expense paid trip to THE STUPID FACTORY at the Venetian after school, and they have a Godiva candy store there.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I'll talk Julian into buying you something expensive and shiny, too.

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

Duuude...you're kind of awesome. He's like...snootier than Val, he's got great taste.

Yes, I'm a greedy bitch. It's my birthday, twenty four hours of avarice is my right.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

He really, really does.

Hey, everyone deserves to be queen or king on their birthdays, I think.

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

Okay, I'm officially excited.

I agree...Dad's even doing a little party thing at home. Cake and family presents. Him, Aunt Jules, Uncle Drew, and you 'n Sark. Aunt Jules says it's like a family tradition, Grandma used to do it for them. Then we get to go paint the town red.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Sounds like fun to me. No boyfriend allowed?

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

Well...I don't know if I SHOULD invite him. I mean...it's kind of a 'meet the family' thing? A little on the serious side. I mean...yeah, we've gotten kinda 'serious,' but...I don't know if he's ready to be THAT kind of serious, know what I mean?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Hey, here's an idea: ask him.

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

Easier said than done.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Nooooooo, what you do is say you have this thing to do with your family, and it's totally lame but he wants to come he can, or if he has something else planned you two can hook up later. That way he's not guilted into thinking it's a big deal, and you let him know you're not blowing him off and hint that you DO want to spend time with him.

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

Wow...you're a devious bitch.

I kind of love you, ya know.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Ten years more experience than you, chickadee.

Love you too.

[hank-callahan.livejournal.com]

Whatever. You say potato, I say 'devious.' Same thing...I'm totally gonna text him right now.

And I love you more. Suck it.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah.