Fungal Love

the note before the note is this: bub named it.
i was going to call it "for the love of all that is fungal" but his is easier to say.

tonight was pizza night at the wilson home. as i was cooking, i was singing (in my most italian voice) " 'at's amore" and i know that you are sad that you missed out. 'twas lovely.

the first pizza was nice, nothing out of the ordinary, really, a staple around here: pork sausage and mushroom (except that it usually comes from mazzios, today i made it in my very own oven).
but, oh, the second pizza. it was a copy-cat from one of my favorite pizza joints, and it was out. of. this. world.
we have (quite affectionately, actually) dubbed it the fungal love pizza. this masterpiece includes black truffle oil, fresh spinach, mozzarella, parmesan, grilled chicken, and mushrooms. i was careful not to over-do it with any of these guys, they were very considerate of the others and they blended quite nicely. it was drivin me mad. makin me crazy crazy crazy.
sure. i will make you a pizza. come on over. the singing is negotiable.