The homemade pizza tradition alive in NYC. I often crave pizza on Saturday nights (or any night really) because growing up Saturday night was pizza night. Not only would we have pizza, but we would make it from scratch. I decided to go for it myself tonight. Not only was the dough pretty easy to make but the pizza turned out great. I was even able to pat my own crust! (Mom aren't you proud?)
Every once in awhile my closet gets in such bad shape that I have to pull everything out and start again. Last weekend I had this challenge and was so proud of how neat my closet looked afterwards that I felt the need to take a picture. And for those non-NY'ers this is the actual size of my closet.
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