GOOD EATZ: PIZZA EDITION

True Life: My Stomach Is Too Large For My Bank Account.

I’ve mentioned this in previous posts, but just in case you live under a rock and haven’t yet checked out my blog, I am probably one of the biggest foodies you’ll ever meet. Now, I know what you’re probably thinking. How does she maintain that flawless figure? Well, then, you’ve probably never been privy to see Fred, my food baby. But, all jokes aside, I workout like a fiend and, overall, eat VERY healthy. I’m what you might call a health nut. However, I treat cheat days how I would imagine a Jew might treat the coming of the Messiah. With that being said, I felt it necessary to dedicate a category in my blog to my one true love, food.

I’m a perpetual phase eater and when I’m on a particular food kick, there’s really no stopping me. You can’t predict the phase or how long it will last. One day, the phase starts and I can’t get enough of it. Then, randomly, I wake up and the phase is over. This is how my mom wound up with twenty bags of Parmesan Goldfish in her pantry. (Sorry, mom, there’s no warning.)

My current phase is pizza. If you follow me on Snapchat, this should come as no surprise. Fortunately, for some, my za phase has gone on for longer than most. I started getting the feels for the cheesy triangle of deliciousness about a year ago when I began ordering Dominos’ 5-5-5 deal (3 medium pizzas for $5 each) on a fairly regular basis. (I’d like to take this opportunity to say YOU’RE FREAKIN’ WELCOME to all of my roommates and neighbors at JMU…You guys got the better end of that deal.)

Now, here we are, 1 year later, and I am still very much on my za kick. Actually, I’ve had pizza 5 times in the past 8 days. They say the first step to solving a problem is admitting you have one. Well, I have absolutely no interest in denying pizza access into my life/stomach. In fact, tonight is Friday night and to quote my good friend Joey Tribbiani, “You can’t have Thanksgiving without turkey. That’s like Fourth of July without apple pie, or Friday with no two pizzas.”