I don’t keep this a secret: I live with my parents. We generally avoid ordering out as a family, because we are all very particular about our food and there is normally a gigantic fight over what to order. It takes at least an hour for us to decide on takeout (sometimes longer if it’s Chinese food).
When we order pizza, we order a ridiculous amount so that everyone is satisfied. Last week, we ordered three medium pizzas for three people (sausage, ham, mushroom). Although I can house pizza like nobody’s business, an entire pizza is a little much. It all ends up in the fridge.
I love leftover pizza. But it BURNS MY BACON when someone in my family wraps the slices in tin foil, layered cheese to cheese. Slices stacked on top of each other, cheese sides touching. The cheese congeals together and rips off of the slice when you try to separate them. You don’t fuck with my cheese.
Maybe this is a personal problem, but I suspect others share the same frustration. Yes?
(Photo: ESer Lyndsay’s homemade pizza)