Given that it would be the last pizza I'd ever have, I took my time with it. I aged the dough to really get some flavor in it. I crushed each tomato in the sauce individually, and adding just enough garlic so it wasn't overpowering but I could taste it in every bite. Every topping placed with care, so every slice would have everything, but not overload it.
Four types of cheese, cooked in a flash, and eaten in moments.
I sighed, and cleaned up.
A future of cauliflower crust and faux cheese 'pizzas' awaited me.
Curse my past pizzas.
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