Melted Cheese

Though some amazing miracle, I’ve been asked to suffer through a Little Star Pizza four times in as many weeks!

I swear, these were all someone else’s idea, I just went along for the ride.

1. See the very first post in Melted Cheese for the story a boy, his bicycle, and a Little Star.
2. I regret not reporting in detail on the pie that Furry Little Animal got us when we helped her move a stainless steel bathtub across town from her friend’s house to her garden (under the lemon tree).
   Since she ordered it cheeseless to accommodate a lactose intolerant roommate, I figured I couldn’t technically give it an entry in Melted Cheese.  I have to say, though, Little Star Chicago-style deep dish is great even cheeseless. I don’t know how they make such a chunky sauce without a bit of liquid in it, but I’m grateful that they pile it on so thick.
3. Jody brought home a Little Star pie last week.
4. I heard from a long lost friend who suggested we get together at Little Star last night.

Little Star - Spinach blended with ricotta and feta, mushrooms, onions, garlic $18/$23

We ordered the large and asked them to skip the garlic.

This is the second time I’ve had this pie from Little Star, and both times I’ve found the spinach to add a little too much liquid. Odd since they manage to keep the sauce from being watery.

But that’s absolutely the only complaint I could possibly have about it.

I even eat the crust.

No bones.

Friends married today in an unusual ceremony at Maker Faire.  I got to help hoist a two-ton safe in the Life-Sized Mousetrap used to smash wedding cake 1.0. (Cake 2.0 was served later.)

Damn the anachronisms, full speed ahead. They had the good sense and generosity to hold a pizza and champagne reception after (including cake 2.0). Dozens of pies from Pizza Chicago in San Mateo. Lots of great veggie flavors for me to try: plain cheese, pesto and feta, tomato basil, and I’m sure more that I’ve forgotten with the bubbly. Yum!

I had the wonderful fortune to drive down and back with the officiant, Dr. Hal and the lovely Annie Coulter. Enjoyed their company very much.

Here’s a great article about the wedding and, seperately, a not-so-flattering photo snapped of me.