Laura made pizza for lunch and pizza for dinner. For lunch, she employed a technique we've used before here in Sevilla--she used pitas as crusts for "personal" sized pizzas. I've always liked them, but she is less than thrilled with the pitas-as-crust recipe. This afternoon, she found some yeast and made a pizza dough of her own. We had that for dinner:
I managed to snap a picture before it was gone. I liked this one too. Plus, you can't have too much pizza.
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Other than pizza, it was a pretty low-key day. Did some laundry, some math, continued reading
Everybody Lies, talked to Rachel briefly, and watched a bit of Netflix.
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