Pizza night is a beloved night here in my household. Mommy gets to shirk her cooking duties for an evening and dad has the green light to eat something greasy and fattening. It’s a win win.
Getting the pizza, however, turns into a huge production of which I’m beginning to dread. I chose to record this particular occasion for your viewing enjoyment. You’re about to witness the tail end of what ended up being a 15 minute process. No clue how ordering a pizza becomes this complicated and hysterical – Leave it up to the Phillips.