Banjo Man loves telling me the articles he’s read and the pictures he’s seen on his Microsoft homepage. I try to listen patiently without rolling my eyes.

But yesterday he announced he’d read about a statewide pizza contest and the winner was right nearby in Westerly. “Nana’s” specialty was a wood-grilled sourdough crust.

Did I want to go, he asked.

I will go anywhere for pizza. Plus we’ve had maybe two date nights or lunches out since before Christmas. The snow piled up outside and our freezer was full of soups, hamburger and chicken breasts, so we stayed home.

So off we went. Thirty minutes later we were seated at Nana’s and perusing the menu. We ordered the Margharita. It was delicious, as was our shared beet and burrata salad. Our cheerful waiter let me take his picture before we left.

All in all, a pleasant way to end the day. And we vowed to go out more often now that the snow has melted.

I hope my husband will read about a taco contest today. Or a fish ‘n chips contest. Or a hot fudge sundae contest. The possibilities are endless.

I am ready to test all the winners.