Homemade Meals For The Busy Guy: Quick And Easy Pizza

pork belly pizza with cheddar, gouda and mozerella

When you write or work from home, most times, any chore outside of this work feels like a time suck. Unfortunately, some of us don’t have spouses, personal chefs or maids to help maintain house. If you don’t cook, you starve. Sure, you could order your food, but that comes with much higher costs, and sometimes, little control over what exactly you allow into your gut. Not to mention the health repercussions of sitting in front of the computer all day and eating takeout.

Getting up to make that quick, tasty and healthy meal provides you with that much-needed “break” and exercise.

After years of experimenting in the kitchen, I came to the realisation that you don’t have to slave off for hours to get a truly good meal. Sometimes thirty minutes is all it takes. And when I started writing from home, this idea moved from convenience to necessity. I like to keep my meals quick, easy, nutritious, affordable and accessible. I will be sharing some of my other recipes in later posts.

How to make the pizza

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Drowning – a poem

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The water rises as sure as day

It’s unforgiving, to my dismay

I kick and swim for my escape

Which only leads to more debate

 

Do I stay the course along the stream

Feeding off my big dream

Allow the current to carry me

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See Me – a poem

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Imagination is a cruel thing

As boundless as the heart’s desire

As deceptive as an adolescent infatuation

For what perfection can the mind not conjure

 

Fantasy dethrones reality

The grime scrubbed away

The image buffed to a silvern lustre

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My Very Good Friend – a poem

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I was on the cliff’s edge

Staring into the abysmal sea below

With the ground crumbling under my feet

Ready to give up

Ready to turn away from love

 

But then you showed up

A bridge to cross the abyss

A nudge to turn me back to the beach

A reminder that bliss shouldn’t be shunned

An awakening of my core Continue reading “My Very Good Friend – a poem”