Zucchini can survive the apocalypse, so what’s a little hail?

I had a woman travel all the way from Nevada just to meet me this morning. The funny thing is, this isn’t the first time in my life that has happened. Hello, wife o’ mine! But it is the first time somebody has done so for professional reasons. And I may be playing fast and … Continue reading Zucchini can survive the apocalypse, so what’s a little hail?

On Dasher, On Dancer, On Peyton & Elway

A lot of you were interested to learn more about the cast iron pizza. I have to admit I was skeptical myself the first time Tara said she was going to make one, but they're surprisingly easy and very good. We use this pizza dough recipe from Sally's Baking Addiction. I have no idea who … Continue reading On Dasher, On Dancer, On Peyton & Elway

Peace Offering

Our neighbor, Kelly (yes, that's her real name), called a truce today. Or, at the very least, appeased us with cupcakes. She was kind enough to bring over this six-pack from Sweet Secrets Bakery in Rapid City. As far as peace offerings go, I approve. I had the opportunity to interview the owner earlier this … Continue reading Peace Offering


I’ve always felt that pineapple is criminally underrated. Maybe this is because I was born in Hawaii. Pineapple is practically in my blood! Coconut, too. I’m like a living, breathing Pina Colada. So, it bothers me when pineapple gets a bad rap. This usually occurs in connection with pizza. People have very strong opinions about … Continue reading #TeamPineapple

Snow is My Pizza

If anybody is looking for an idea for a Christmas gift for me, I'm a size large snowblower. The National Weather Service was predicting 8-12" of snow for Rapid City on Saturday. There's no way we're going to get that much, I thought. Well, I was right. We ended up with 17" of snow. And … Continue reading Snow is My Pizza

The Afterlife is Like Syndication

When did pizza places become synonymous with chicken wings? It used to be you'd call up your friendly neighborhood pizza joint (even picking up the telephone seems antiquated now) and order a pie. They might offer you breadsticks or a liter of Coke. If they were fancy, perhaps a salad. But now, everybody's got chicken … Continue reading The Afterlife is Like Syndication