Saint Vladimir's House of Pizza Worship

So as you probably know, this is an awesome show. I’ve been watching the first couple of seasons on Netflix. Hilarious writing, great acting. That’s not what this post is about, but it reminded me of something.

We recently built a jungle gym for the House of Pizza Worship’s east chapel, aka the backyard. Norman has been really getting into Crossfit and the jungle gym functions as a pull up station, place to do rope climbs, etc. Because Norman is a masochistic kind of a guy.

So I got to thinking tonight, after a few glasses of wine, that I should try to do a chin-up. This is still in the planning stage, mind you, because I’m exceedingly lazy. What I was wondering is: if I strain too hard (unlikely, but hear me out), is it possible that I could rip my arms off?

Please opine. Thanks!

OK, everyone- I managed to do everything on my “to-do” list except cleaning the house. Pizza vs. a neat house that we’re not even going to be in. Seems like a no-brainer to me.

See you all soon!

So as all of our acolytes residing in Eden* know, we had a huge storm exactly one week ago. The winds blew our giant old ash tree down – right on top of the pizza oven. Luckily St. Vladimir’s taint shone upon us and the only damage was to the chimney (praise be to his sacred pizza heart!). Trouble is, the damaged chimney was heavily mortared into the body of the oven. Waah wah.

Today, the intrepid Keeper Of The Flame (aka Norman) spent hours using a variety of tools –chisel, air chisel (nothing like an air guitar), hammer, sledgehammer– trying to rid our pristine pizza alter of its mangled chimney. His valiant efforts paid off and we now have a hobbled but chimney-free oven. I cheered him on silently from the sidelines with a whiskey-&-diet-coke at the ready, and by at the ready, I mean that I was drinking it. Ok, them. Whatever!

Anyways….with all we’ve been through on our pizza oven journey these last 2 years, I estimate that the average cost per pizza produced is about $97. But the memories? Priceless! Pizza brings people together, and that’s what it’s all about.**

*Minneapolis. It’s one of the 5 days a year when it’s sunny and 80 degrees!

** Yes, I do intend this as a legal challenge to the writer of the Hokey Pokey.