Pizza in the morning, pizza in the evening, pizza at supper time.
You make me want to sing the song all day long. I risk dating myself here, but nothing is more nostalgic than you, pizza bagels. You take me back, way back. I’m a kid again, and my most important job in life is running around as fast as I can, coming up with as many new games as I can, and of course, eating pizza bagels (better known as Bagel Bites).
But now, pizza bagels, I’m an adult. My metabolism throws up its metaphorical hands in protest: I just can’t process that anymore. But luckily, there’s an alternative.
I get a whole wheat English muffin (or whatever, just get a bagel) and top it with a tablespoon or two of pizza sauce, a little bit of shredded cheese, maybe some spinach and peppers, and of course a pepperoni or two. Pop it in a toaster oven and instant mini-pizza time.
So that, pizza bagel, is a nice lunch at the office. Because when pizza’s on a bagel, you can eat pizza any time.