You know those weeks when you wake up on Monday, miraculously not tired, thinking to yourself…”I did it! I have jumped over the curb and now am able to be an adult and get up for work at a decent time.”
And then Tuesday hits.
Maybe it’s daylight savings and springing forward, maybe it’s the fact I went to a college bar this weekend, or maybe it’s just me – but man this Tuesday was a hard one. And you know what hard weeks (especially when it’s only Tuesday) call for? Pizza. Specifically, pizza topped with goat cheese, fresh mozzarella, prosciutto and basil leaves. Ummm, yes, I’ll take 5 slices please.
