Mike and his gut are not getting along tonight, so when W and I walked back to the corner store to return The Darjeeling Limited (worth a rent) we stopped in at Valta Bison (their Ramsay locati0n) and picked up a log of bison pepperoni. W, carnivore that he is, ate a good third of it on the way home, peeling back the paper and chewing on it as if it were an ice cream bar, and then we sliced it thinly onto pizzas built on whole wheat pitas with garlicky tomato sauce and part-skim mozzarella. Baked at 400F for about 10 minutes. With a bit of salad and the last of the lentil-sweet potato soup from last night.