Saved by pizza

I was in trouble tonight.  Dinner time was fast upon me, and I had no idea what I was going to eat.  What little energy I had, I wasted getting excited earlier during the Los Angeles Kings' win over the New York Rangers, so I was really not in the mood to cook.  Pretty much the only easy meal I could make was chili rice, and I wasn't even looking forward to having to make that.  Then, divine intervention solved my problem.

Amanda, the professional artist, was relatively close to Cheese Board this afternoon, and she decided to stop by.  Remembering her poor, ailing friend, she bought me some pizza, and let me tell you, it was amazing:  crimini mushrooms, onions, Montalban and mozzarella cheeses, and arugula with lemon vinaigrette.  What's best is that was a little cold (she microwaved it a bit, but it was in foil, so she had to stop it before she burned our building down), which made it have that awesome toothsome texture that I adore so much.  Pizza isn't exactly the normal food you take to a sick person, but I'll take this in any state of health.