For this particular Friday night, I cracked open the beers while Cathy made the salad. The TV went on and the pizzas went in the oven.We lounged with anticipation while from the kitchen came the unmistakable and appetising smell of pizzas ­ a promising start. Cathy is a bit of a health nut and much more environmentally friendly than me ­ fish-eating vegetarian, runs an allotment, composts/recycles, that kind of thing. She particularly appreciated the fact that the packaging could be recycled. The vegetarian option promised her discrete portions of mozzarella and tomato. For me, it was ham and pepperoni, since I'm a born-again meat eater. The bright packaging promised great things and I suspect that this will make the products sell well. The pizzas is very competitively priced at £1.99, which is cheaper than I would normally pay. There wasn't much similarity between the picture on the packaging and the vegy version when cooked; it had melted into one mass. My meat one was intact, however, and stayed picture-like. The base was novel ­ crispy and almost biscuit-like. There was nothing wrong in that, it was just a little surprising. The taste, though, was overpowering and, I'm afraid, seemed very manufactured'. We had to resort to toothpaste to remove the traces. Scanning the packaging to discover the ingredients responsible for such an eating experience caused a lot of discussion. Fast food options are sometimes a necessity to create relaxation time for hard working partners. I did not think I was fussy about pizzas until these, but I think we'll stick to more expensive products. You can taste the individual ingredients and see them, and you don't feel scared to breathe over each other afterwards. {{P&P }}

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