Black Bean Pizza!

Black Bean Pizza!

Every football Sunday PT and I make a pizza. We missed out on last week because we were dead tired from our trip to Minnesota, so we knew that this week’s football pizza had to be amazing.

Enter the black bean pizza! I’ve made this a few times in my pre-PT life but hadn’t pulled it out for him yet. It’s probably the easiest football pizza we’ve made this season – you let the crust rise for about half a game, roll it out and bake just the crust while you make the topping on the stove.

A couple chopped onions, some garlic, a can of Mexican stewed tomatoes and two cups of black beans. Boil off the water, dump on the crust, sprinkle with cheese and bake for a few more minutes.

Two Peices, Please!

Two Pieces, Please!

What is nice about this pizza is that it is so filling! All those beans make it nearly impossible to eat more than two pieces. So we ate two for lunch and two for dinner! (Unlike all other weeks when we just ate the entire pizza for lunch. Don’t judge.)

PT, Pre-Paint

PT, Pre-Paint

We also tackled a project that has been on the back burner for a few weeks: painting our new room! Our roommate moved out on the first, opening up a room in our apartment for… watching football in. We have been lovingly referring to it as ‘the football room’, but I’ll be moving my work table in there and pulling out a ton of craft supplies I’ve needed to hide away while we had a roommate.

PT Working Hard

PT Working Hard

We picked out this paint color based on the name: Dutch Maid. I don’t know how people stand in front of those paint chips in the store and rationally pick out a color they think will be exactly what they are looking for. So we thought blue and thought ‘Dutch’ was a sign. I’m Dutch! The room is Dutch! (The paint was even on sale! How Dutch!)

Step One: Done!

Step One: Done!

It was dark by the time we finished painting, so we couldn’t see the true color in natural light. This morning, though, wow! I’m in love with it. It’s so bright and pretty and kinda looks like Honolulu Blue. Won’t PT be surprised when the Barry Sanders Fathead comes in the mail!

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