This has been a tradition since my sister and I were wee little ones. We each get a cake pan and get to make our own pizzas, from smooshing out the dough for the crust to choosing the toppings and how much cheese you want.
Seriously, it's a million times more exciting than just eating normal pizza, or even eating a couple slices of a normal-sized homemade pizza. You get a whole pizza all to yourself! Thick crust, thin crust, however you want it!
Tonight I did green peppers, pepperoni and ham. I love all of these toppings individually, but I'm not sure how big a fan of them I was all together.
And my sister's onion/olive/mushroom/pepper monstrosity:
She skimped on the cheese, in my opinion, but then she's lactose intolerant, so you can't really blame her.
This is how she opted to eat her pizza:
So there you have it! For dinner today I ate a whole pizza! (But it was only a foot across...)
PS. My sister is one of those people pretentious enough to wear fake eyeglasses. Feel free to mock her.