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Pizza perfect

Did I mention we are in Italy? That means we are in pizza country! My favorite dish! M and P understand my appetite for pizza and bought me some. It smelled delicious.

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I closed my eyes to savour the smell even more, in anticipation of what was coming.

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Then I ate it. All of it.

Pizza perfect 1

What, vegan?

M has been reading a lot of food blogs recently. I know this because when she is looking at this luminous device she calls a computer I doze beside her. So I can read what is on the screen. First I found it interesting to see she is reading these blogs – one never knows what inspiration she gets from them, especially about things I find yummy too. Like recipes for grilled squid or slow cooked beef.

But, first to my surprise and than to my horror (because she explained it to me): there were no pics of animals on these blogs. Instead there were pics of veggies, loads of them, of fruit and seeds. They turned out to be blogs about a special kind of food: vegan food. My canine readers who are ignorant about this will ask me what vegan food is. My more world wise canine readers will roll over now, moaning. Vegan means: no animal products. No meat, no fish, no cheese, no butter, no yoghurt. Not even one tiny little shrimp. Not even honey! (Oh, all right, I don’t care about that).

After I had recovered from the shock, M started explaining to me that she is interested in food, on the whole. Which means she likes learning about food, vegan food as well. She won’t turn into a vegan herself, she assured me, but sometimes maybe she will eat food in this style. But I do not have to worry, because she will feed me meat still. Even when she is having a wonderfully tasty pizza, she won’t give me any of that.

What?

I love pizza! Vegans have pizza too, it turns out! And little white rolls.  Mmmmm. Maybe it is not so bad as I thought. Maybe I will join M and eat vegan too. A little, of course. The other day I would like to have squid. Or slow cooked beef.

My pizza 2

Pizza country

We finally went on holiday! And we went not to just any country, we went to pizza country! Italy. That’s nice. We are camping near the Garda lake, M tells me. We are on a pretty pitch:

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There are lots of ducks here, but they don’t dare to come to our pitch so I can’t catch them. M and P have me on a leash here and these ducks are not stupid, alas. Anyway, I don’t mind it much, because one can eat other wonderful things here. Like pizza, of course! M and P ordered one of my favorites, pizza with prosciutto (that is Italian ham).

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In the picture I just saw another dog approaching, I give him my special gaze thats tells him to back off. He got it, they always do. So the pizza was mine.

Yessss

Did I mention I like watching kitchen? It is like watching television, but much, much nicer. There are wonderful smells and the anticipation of something delicious that might me mine. P was very busy in the kitchen and I sat watching him – from a polite distance of course. I wouldn’t dare to come too close! I could be expelled from the kitchen if I did.

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He was making pizza. My favorite dish! When it was fi-na-lly done, it looked like this:

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Delicious! Some of it was for me, you know. Actually, a big part of it. Yessss. I am a happy dog.

 

 

Pizza

I love my humans. They made a pizza, especially for me! I had to behave before I got it, so I did. Obviously. I’m a dog, I know when it is profitable to behave.

My pizza 1

I did some research before I ate it.

My pizza 2

Then I enjoyed the delicious taste. I savoured salt, oil, dough and smoked ham. Nice, an Italian pizza!

My pizza 3

Of course I made sure there was no single crumb left.

My pizza 4

The pizza did not have my favorite topping, but well, it’s a start. My humans are finally getting what I like best!

To-do list

Although dogs live in the present, we do like to dream of wonderful things. So I made a list of my things-to-do. I like thinking up lists when I am snoozing in the sun. Lists of my favorite food and things that make me happy (which is the same thing, mostly).

Of course this list is an ongoing process, lets call this one my to-do list 1.0. I hear it is actually called a bucket list, although I do not understand what a bucket has got to do with it.

This is it:

1. Catching a pigeon (and eating it).

2. Finally attacking the Enemy, the dogs living next door. Their energy is so bad. And they are way too often trespassing my territory. I can’t wait to teach them a lesson.

3. Eating my favorite pizza.

4. Hunting antilope in Arabia, like the Salukis do.

5. Playing a part in a movie, with a very famous human (M says I have to choose George Clooney). Okay, I’ll be honest: I do not really want to do this, it seems kind of boring to me (sorry Mr. Clooney). But if I do, I can finally stop Hester bragging about her moviestar career.

6. The sun shining every day, making it at least 25 degrees Celsius. Preferably 30 degrees. From the moment  I wake up and get out of my snoozebag, till the time I go to bed.

7. A snoozebag on every floor in our house. And one in the campervan.

8. Fresh energy for my friend Zuid, so she will be young again and we can chase pigeons together.

9. An awesome ferocious Dobermann as a boyfriend, to show off on the beach. Or a proud Saluki. I can’t choose. Right: two boyfriends. We’ll all go to the beach, together! Then Boss can come, too.

 

Feast

Did you see the Oscars this weekend? We did and I am very happy a movie with a dog won one of these yellow statues. Of course we watched the trailer of this movie, called Feast. My oh my it is awesome.

There are several really cool things in this movie. First: the star is a dog, a very cute one, but can you see what kind of dog it is? It is a Pittbull! I am positive about this. I think it is great they chose this breed, since it is very wrongly known as a scary breed by ignorant humans. Now everyone can see they are not scary at all!

The second cool thing is the storyline. It is all about food. This dog eats all the time! And absolutely yummy things, too. I had to replay the trailer several times to note it all. It is so much. It gets tacos (with cheese!!!), pizza, spaghetti with meatballs… it is mouth watering to look at. I must admit I dreamt of it all night. I had delicious dreams about huge piles of pizza, all for me, and a swimming pool full of spaghetti with meatballs bubbling on the surface. I just had to plunge into the pool to eat them!

There is one major thing that can be improved in this movie, though. It is an animation. They should make a real movie, with a real dog. Then they will surely win an Oscar for Best Picture. I will gladly volunteer to be the actor. I am very fit for just such a part: I can eat loads and loads of stuff (without getting fat) and I look very cute. I am also very obedient, so I will do anything the director tells me (concerning eating, that is). So, Disney, when you start making plans for this picture: please cast me! I will be a star actor, I promise. Maybe we will even win an Oscar for Best Dog in a Leading Role!

My favorite pizza

I have given it a lot of thought and I have come to a conclusion: I know what my favorite pizza is. I thought especially about this topic during meditation.  I know I should let go of all my thoughts while meditating, but that is very hard with musings about pizza. So I decided I’d think it through once and for all and after I made up my mind about my favorite topping, I could stop thinking about it during meditation. And be ready to ’empty my mind’, whatever that is.

I am ready to reveal it now: my favorite pizza is a quattro stagioni. That means it consists of four toppings. One topping is a big fat juicy pigeon (dead, so it won’t fly away). The other one is fruit de mer, especially little crabs and some herring. The third topping is another real delicacy: cat poo (preferably fresh, but a few days old is no problem). The fourth piece of my favorite pizza is an even more craved for delicacy, very hard to find (which puzzles me, because there should be loads of it, considering the number of people): human poo.

Favorite pizza

When I told M about my favorite pizza topping, she made a face that probably means she will not make this one for me. She did tell me that I am presumably right in choosing these toppings, from a canine point of view. And that I could make some money if I would sell this pizza to all the dogs I know. Ha! She must be joking. Selling pizza, what a silly idea. I would never do that, I would eat them all!

 

Black box

Right. There is something I would like to ask you, my human readers. When we go out, we meet other people with their dogs. A lot of them, however, don’t pay any attention to their dog, but are looking at a strange black box. Sometimes they even talk to it. And no, they don’t appear crazy to me, at least, not all of them.

I do not understand. What can be more important than sniffing the day and enjoying the weather? Their dogs don’t always seem to mind, because without the attention they can do anything they like. Sniffing very long at a certain shrub or staring rudely at another dog, for instance.

But to be honest: this is not a satisfying way to go out with your human. We dogs like the companionship of other dogs, but we like to be with humans, too. Especially with the human we live with. And not only to be with him/her, but to go out together, to have Adventures together.  A dog can have a very strong bond with its human and it is the most wonderful thing in the world. Me, for instance, I will do anything for M: I will protect her and bring her back stupid balls because she likes to throw them and find her pizza if she is hungry (although she never asked me, so until now I ate them all myself). She will protect me, give me food and shelter and a soft bed. We are buddies. That is what this dog-human-relationship-thing is for.

Right?