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For the Love of French Bread Pizza
Growing up in my hometown, pizza parlors were a dime a dozen. Pizza was practically a daily affair in our household. The idea of opting for frozen pizzas was nearly unheard of, and on the rare occasions we did give in to it, it was usually some budget rectangular pizza that barely resembled the real deal. Those Stouffer’s French Bread Pizza commercials were a common sight on TV, and whenever those red boxes caught my eye at the supermarket, my curiosity got the best of me. But every time I brought it up, I'd get a firm "no."
"That's not genuine pizza!" They'd assert, plucking the boxes out of the shopping cart and returning them to the freezer aisle. Yet, my fascination with these frozen French Bread Pizzas persisted. Eventually, I decided to dip into my stash of cash, earmarked for an action figure, and treated myself to some Stouffer’s French Bread Pizza.
It was like a frozen epiphany. Admittedly not on par with the awesomeness of regular pizza, but miles ahead of the frozen cardboard we'd been enduring. From that moment forward, it was all about the French Bread Pizza for me. This pizza-eating pattern, believe it or not, has flowed seamlessly into my grown-up life.
Most of the time, I whip up my own pizza (trust me, it's not rocket science), but every so often, I give in and grab a box of Stouffer’s. Naturally, I go for the extra cheese option. I mean, really, why shortchange myself when it comes to a glorious abundance of cheese?