First Pizza at New Apartment

So I was at Target to return a hand soap dispenser that I thought was malfunctioned (note that the lady did not know how to work, either). This quest to refund $1.07 and get a non-generic dispenser turned into an hour+ long excursion (wait--aren't quests longer than excursions?). I had some other items for want of purchase, and got my garbage can for the bathroom and floss. Needlessless to say (rather, write, right?) I am a cautious shopper and paced up and down the aisle looking at the items and asking myself, "Do I really need this?", and, "Why does this plastic or aluminum garbage can cost $20?"

Well, maybe replace 'cautious' with 'clueless'. I did figure last night that the shower curtain was a waste if money when all you needed was the liner (plus more light gets through with just the liner).

My journey took me to the frozen foods section, where I thought I might be able to get something to cook in the toaster oven or oven. There I saw it: California Pizza Kitchen frozen pizza. I grabbed it, and thought to myself, "Do I really need it?"

No. Something grander.

Pictured here is the first food I cooked at my new apartment: a homemade pizza, with a little bit of sweetened iced tea for the yeast to feed on, pre-shredded cheese, pre-cooked chicken breast deli strips, a fresh bell pepper, and some mushroom tomato sauce. I don't have a can opener, so I couldn't use the tomato chunks in a can. I could have let the pizza cook a little longer, but it was still pretty darn good.

And, after looking at hundreds of other items in the store, I settled on a new pizza pan. The 14" wok will have to wait for another inspirational day. And, my roommate's parents told me how to twist and unlock those cheap and tricky hand soap dispensers.