pizza party.

so,
i'm home alone, again.
already.
after too few nights with harvest and maple,
family togetherness is over and done with for now.
yeah.
that's no joke,
but it sure is a total bummer.
we did activate and participate in an awful lot of big flippin' fun, though,
right up until they got in the car to go home-
and that means the last night in town was a busy one.
i mean, it had to be extra expert,
because there won't be another one for a little minute...
y'know what that means?
yuuuuup.
it means that it was about time for a righteous pizza party.
heck yes, neighbors-
because we LOVE PIZZA!!
reppin' on that pee eye zee zee ayyyyyyyy!
how much pizza did we dominate?
ALL the pizza.
the baking stone,
the super stretchy dough,
and some elite mise en place of various beige things.
word up.
check the party-time-excellent-type teleport:

numero uno!
spinach and sliced little tomatoes. so cute.
and circles of especially smoky browned tofurky dawgs.
yikes!
underneath the simple lightly sweetened and salted crushed tomato sauce,
there's a heavy slather of rinotta cashew-nootch-tofu chee'.
it's the secret activation that makes the whole thing go to eleven.
really.
and of course, the daiya('rrhea) vegan cheese, for a little added hottness.
the crust gets so dope with the soft secret under-sauce chee' top
and the cornmeal rolled stone-baked bottom.
real talk-
once it got quartered and served,
each steaming hot slice took some actual worthwhile time to eat.
heavy, hearty, massive foodstuffs need to be conquered.
that's the only way to enjoy them.
and there's more, obviously.
teleport:

yeah!
caramelized sweet vidalia onions!
secret chee' business, heavy on the sauce, not-so-secret daiya,
and that hot crustiness for your face.
this one had ALL the flavor you could ask for,
and then just a little bit more flavor, too.
we do it right when we doo-doo that italiano-type sh!t.
sweet.
and then we ate another 'nother one, too.
check the tiny-green-trees-type teleport:

broccoli and brick-hued faux bacon squares!
so much food!
no daiya this time, for the sake of variety.
besides,
the secret chee' is burly, kids.
for all it has going for it in regards to the realm of creaminess,
it contains double that in the density department.
all that nootch and garlic and tofu and cashews definitely adds mass.
and the bulky double-crust concentration made each piece a meal in itself.
that's how we can all be sure that we remain on the correct path.
too much is the right amount,
and when three pieces of pizza leaves you feeling stuffed to the uvula?
you guessed it, kids.
you gotta terrorize one more for the road.
teleport:

c'mon!
tomato basil soysages?!
yep.
sizzling circles of slightly burnt spicy diced beige tubes.
ew.
oh stop it, you know they're delicious.
don't be dumb.
and more of that shreddy chee' sh!t, browned at 500 F*ing degrees F....
we came, we stretched (the dough), we administered the high heat,
and we filled ourselves until we couldn't fit anything anywhere anymore.
that's it.
***********
there was no reason not to go a little overboard.
i mean it.
a few paltry days to smash a summer of fun in?
that's impossible.
but,
we made all the moves we could.
i won't ever stop trying my hardest to impress my daughters.
i do what i do, because that's just how it has to be.
and there's no excuse to cut corners and lame-out,
to take it easy and lazy and weak.
i gotta do it all, and do it right,
and do it louder and fresher and harder.
rules is rules.
best dad ever?
not hardly.
really real worthy warrior poet?
abso-flippin'-lutely.
these girls need to be exposed to some of that more often.
i am still grateful for the time i have been given,
even when there's nowhere near enough of it.
(there never is)
i miss 'em;
never quiet, never soft.....