What a blast! I invited both and over last night to help me and Karsten finish off the pizza and I made Sunday night. It was a great time. Poor , who’s horribly allergic to cats, took a dose of Alavert and Zyrtec to be around our six felines, and still sounded awful by 10 PM. (Though , if you ever need to voice a spot where you sound like you have a miserable cold — you know, for that whole wintertime sound — I think you should just come over and hang out with our kitties for a few hours.)
and I are more convinced than ever about starting our own pizzeria. We’ve got our crusts (one thin and one thick), we’ve got our sauces (one tomato-y and one spicy), we’ve got a plan (all vegetarian!), and we even have our food critic ()! 😉 We’re all set.
Oh, and can I just say: either one of those two alone is hilarious. Put them together, and I feel like I’m in the middle of a freakin’ comedy sketch. It’s the perfect way to spend an evening.