The asparagus must be hitting snooze. Each morning, before I walk Milo, we drop by their bed. Each morning the covers remain rumpled. Perhaps we catch the faint snuffle of pale green stalks, snoring.

We, of course, love oven-roasted asparagus, but we also like to incorporate it into our entrees whenever possible. A few nights ago, I decided to make a Shaved Asparagus Pizza.