the perfection portion, though, doesn't belong in Italy.
We had the best pizza, *ever* the other night. Jill made this dough, from scratch in her new stand mixer... then added cheese, sauce and pepperoni, and I swear it was the best stuff ever.
Pizza from Ray's Pizza in New York didn't compare to this... swear, I ate 75% of the pizza. I completely gorged myself to the point where I felt like I couldn't breathe (it was fantastic). I just couldn't help myself... it was the best Pizza I'd ever had.
Her cookies the guys at work fight over; someone today was offering cash for someone else's Molasses Cookie that i brought in. I thought we were gonna have a fight, so I split my last one so the other guy could have one.
Really, I'm the luckiest guy in the world.