Actually, it was great soup.
My husband likes to experiment with cooking a lot more than I do. I wrote in an earlier post how I followed a new recipe, and the results were blah. Well, when my husband cooks, usually without instructions, the results are sometimes better than others, but always bold.
When we went to Alaska last summer, he had pizza soup in a great restaurant outside of Denali National Park. I thought the soup was okay (the pizza was better), but he couldn’t stop thinking about it.
A couple nights ago, he tried to recreate it, and it was way better than the restaurant’s version. It was like eating pizza with a spoon. So tasty.
Deconstructed Pizza Soup probably won’t be the same the next time he makes it since there isn’t a recipe to follow. But as long as it is saucy, cheesy, and filled with pepperoni, I’m sure it will be just as good.