There was a flyer for pizza in our letterbox when we got home from our flu shots. My arm had already began to ache. It would be an easy dinner and we would be helping a business.
Yep, pizza for dinner sounds like a good idea.
Now we have not eaten pizza except homemade ones for over two years and never had it delivered, well we did both.
It was quick, we had ordered early, well, I told Warren to order as it was his turn to cook! Arrived in twenty minutes.
It was good pizza and there was nothing left except a smell which Lucy wasnt thrilled about, I did give her a small piece of mine.
We realised the next morning why we don't eat pizza anymore, the scales were up and Warren had sinus hassles from the gluten. With him not playing his sports his tolerance to gluten has gone up several notches.
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