I think I may have a new motto.
I may love to cook, but some days, I just want a frozen pizza.
Just a thought as Holy Week begins.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
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2 comments:
I'm with you on that, yep.
But this raises anew the question: Is pizza a Holy Week sort of food? This takes on a greater imperative for me, since we generally have pizza at vestry meetings and we're meeting tomorrow (Monday) evening!
For years on Maundy Thursday we would always come home from church and order pizza. The service included an agape meal, but it wasn't enough food to get my parents through the services on Good Friday. It always felt so delinquent to lie around in our pjs and eat pizza at 10 PM, especially when I was little.
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