The road to hell is paved with pepperoni

I love pepperoni.  Every Thursday is pizza night, an (admittedly frozen) pizza from the supermarket with extra pepperoni (added by my own fair hands) and extra cheese.  I dread to think how much fat is in it, but hey.  My wife has Salmon and rice while I’m stuffing my face, but that’s her choice and I do cook her some extra bits of pepperoni with cheese on since she likes it.  I don’t want her to feel completely left out…. Continue reading