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My Cardboard Torture Chamber vs. the Ariete Forno: A Pizza Odyssey

Let's face it, folks. The struggle for decent pizza at home is real. My valiant attempts usually involved a pre-made monstrosity from the freezer aisle, a questionable amount of "sprinkle cheese," and a cardboard torture chamber precariously balanced on the oven rack. The result? A hockey puck masquerading as pizza, leaving me yearning for the delivery guy's friendly face (and questionable hygiene standards).