My dad, my youngest sister, and I arrived at my other younger sister’s apartment in Ottawa late last night. To be more precise, our bus arrived at the terminal after midnight. A short cab ride brought us to my sister, G’s, cute apartment and we were welcomed by the smell of baking dough and peppers roasting. It was the smell of a pizzeria…and I was feeling ravenous.
One pizza was vegetarian – for my dad – with halved cherry tomatoes, green peppers and mushrooms. The other one was loaded with pepperoni. Both were blanketed in a thick, gooey, chewy layer of mozzarella and cheddar cheese. I also loved the crust my sister made because it was so nice and crispy around the edges but soft inside. I was thoroughly impressed!
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