This one's for you peaches
This one's for you peaches
If you're not already screaming about sacrilege, I would be surprised. But I swear, this isn't basically a crispy cauliflower pizza cracker, and it doesn't taste like ass. Believe it or not, this recipe is very near and dear to my heart, and I'll tell you why:
So this is basically a rehash of "A Friend In Deed". Pinkie is obsessed with the diner's 5-star Screech rating, so when a somewhat grouchy customer leaves a 4-star review, Pinkie goes off the rails trying to get that fifth star out of her, which only serves to annoy the lady further.
🎶For the twelfth pizza order, the toppings I will need...🎶
🍕Twelve Pepperonis🍕
🌶Eleven Jalapeños🌶
🧄Ten Cloves Of Garlic🧄
🔶Nine Yellow Peppers🔶
🧅Eight Onion Slices🧅
🍍Seven Chopped Pineapples🍍
🌭Six Balls Of Sausage🌭
🐟Five Anchovieeees~🐟
🥓Four Bacon Bits🥓
🍄Three Mushrooms🍄
⚫️Two Black Olives⚫️
🧀And A Dash Of Some Parmesan Cheeeeese~🧀
Now that I've got your attention, let me first indulge myself by telling you how I, Admiral Biscuit, predicted the future through fanfic.
I promise you this is relevant.
There’s only so much that can go into a story, especially one with as many characters as 16 has. So I’m opening the floor to asking these characters questions. Post your reply with any questions you have and Ploomette will be happy to answer them (I’ll be editing this blog to add those questions). I’ll be posting the other characters in the coming weeks (up through Snowcatcher; the rest will come after their chapters are posted).
Interview subject #10: Ploomette
It's all the rage these days, ain't it? Seriously, y'all'd buy me a pizza, right?
I am in no way actually starting a Patreon account, nor do I expect money from you. I am hungry though, that part is 100% true.
I love you. Only because you might not have heard today. So I'll say it again... I love you. Constant reader, occasional browser, Mister Miser, I love you. On this day, where everything seems on flames... I love you.
Just a reminder for those who have not seen it, this is the sneak peek link.
Password is password
It’s no secret I get a lot of ideas while at work. From things people say, to things I’m working on, to things I hear on the radio, to just the everyday minutia and what if there were a pony involved in the process?
Ever since I penned the first story, I thought about her buying things with her name on them.
In case y’all haven’t noticed the Feature Box today, right uptop there’s another not-a-contest story, called Pegasus Pizza. Ponies love pizza; that’s an actual fact.*
Thanks to all who came and joined in the party fun!
It was probably a bit too large because I broadcast it a little too freely, but most ponies who were not overwhelmed by the crowd were able to enjoy themselves. (Please in future, do not damage the furniture by smashing bottles to open them. Horse jesus, you dumb fuckers.)
For today’s entry we’ve got something that’s not quite in the Not-A-Contest.
It’s no Big Boy, but the cab of a locomotive makes for a comfortable ride through Nebraska.
Special thanks to AlwaysDressesInStyle for not only pre-reading, but also having been to Alliance and filling me in on where to get the best pizza there!
Out of Nebraska and into Wyoming, the train goes through the night and Sweetsong goes with it. Past forgotten towns and along a reservoir and into the Wind River Canyon, the train winds along and encounters Sweetsong’s least-favorite railroad feature: tunnels.