Growing up I was that little schoolgirl who loved the cafeteria breakfast pizza. I know that sounds awful, but when you ate nothing but Vietnamese food at home, the treat of having something like pizza that at the time seemed so American (I know it’s Italian) was such a delight. Now that I’m all grown up, I laugh at the thought of me enjoying the lunch lady-made pizza and secretly hoping my friends wouldn’t finish theirs so I could. Oh, those were the days.
Today though, I am enjoying a much better breakfast pizza that is made with flaky puff pastry and topped with ingredients that not only create a vibrant and pretty pizza to look at, but also tastes so yummy when I break the almost over-easy egg with my fork to spread the creamy yolk over my entire slice. Easy and delicious, such a great way to start the day.