...of the Homemade Pizza Maker

So I had some awesome people over this weekend to the Cary house since I'm house-sitting and try to make an effort not to spend an entire weekend by myself there.  Granted, Geoff managed to visit for the weekend but that was unexpected.  I could tell you why, but then I'd have to kill you -- or he would -- but the end result would be the same.  Let's try to avoid that ;)

So the group kept growing every time I turned around.  First, just 2 guests.  Then slowing built up to 10 plus me.

I had to figure out what we could have for dinner that a) I could afford and b) allowed everyone to follow their own dietary preferences.  I landed on homemade whole-wheat pizzas, and man were they awesome!  Jennie O and I made the dough and prepped all of the toppings two hours early.  We had everything:

- Mushrooms
- Prosciutto
- Salami
- Pepperoni
- Corn
- Broccoli
- Ranch Dressing
- Hot & BBQ Sauces
- Grilled chicken
- Red Onions
- Spinach
- Fontina & Mozzarella Cheeses
- Pineapple
- Canadian Ham
- Olives

And everyone had a very unique experience and even had leftovers.  I'll say for less than $30 ($3 per head) this was an exceptional group meal and the process was simple.  And believe it or not, cleanup was a breeze as well.

Here's a few pictures of our experience...

...the Browsing Shopper

So I wanted to get out of the house today and decided to check out a few stores.  I finally went to the Outlet Mall of Morrisville (at exit 284 of I-40) and I was underwhelmed.  Big time.

Not only do the stores there lack the size and selection I deem necessary for high-end outlet malls, it was virtually empty.  I seriously had to look around for a while before seeing the first person.  And another 10 minutes before I saw the first customer.

I wanted to check out the Saks Off 5th Outlet, but I can say now I should have saved my gas.  The men's section was smaller than a gas station.  Disappointment big time -- like when your marsh mellow falls into the fire right at the perfect moment of blackened texture.  Man I love some smores too, so this really sucks!

Morrisville Outlet -- you are dead to me.

Next stop, the new Nordstrom Rack in Durham next Sunday.