The ghetto called... they want their cookbook back.

Well, Melissa took her mom to the airport and was bringing us home some delicious Chipotle from the big city for our dinner. I picked up the girls from Jen's house on my way home from work and was asking them what they wanted. They asked for Pizza, and then Em said that Mo had mentioned quesadilla's for dinner. You kow what that means... PIZZA-DILLA'S!!! Not too ghetto yet, but there was a problem. Paige wasn't down for that plan. So I went old-skool ghetto and made her an awesome hot dog roll pizza!

Chez Ghetto...



Holla!