I really like pizza, as I think most people do (I have a
brother who won’t touch it, so I can’t say everyone likes it!). It’s a staple at kids parties, creates long cafeteria
lunch lines on pizza day at schools across the land, is a primary source of
nutrition for teenagers and college students, and who can say getting with
friends as an adult and ordering in or making your own pizza isn’t fun and easy? There are even pizzas for special dietary
needs, whether it is gluten free, vegan, or keto friendly they are readily
available in restaurants and supermarkets as well as recipes on the internet if
your area doesn’t have special ones easily attainable. Some regions feature deep dish, some thick
crust, some thin crust, and some ultra-thin crispy crust. I prefer thin crust, as growing up in New
Jersey in close proximity to New York City, our region is arguably where the
best pizza can be found; it is what I grew up on and is my favorite to this
day.
When I
was a kid our family had game night every Saturday and it always included
pizza. I can vividly recall watching my mother munching away on a slice of
cheesy, saucy goodness and laughing over something someone said or did. It was
an important job for one or another of my brothers to go with my father to
Dominick’s Pizzeria to pick up our order.
One time my brother Dan dropped the box as they exited the pizza place
and so they had to wait while another one was made. If I went on a sleepover at my friend Joan’s
house, we’d have pizza for dinner and then munch on the cold leftover slices in
the morning before her mother woke up and made us pancakes for breakfast. When I moved out on my own, I survived
mostly on pizza as it was cheap, delicious, and readily available in the strip
mall where I worked at a donut shop.
Sometimes the boss would treat us all to pizza on a busy day, and
sometimes we’d all go out for an evening on the weekend and start at Dino’s
with what we referred to as a “garbage pie” because it had every topping
available on it. It was so much
fun! When my girls were young we had
pizza and TV every Friday night, and they could earn a monthly pizza voucher
from a national chain by reading books. When I worked as a lunch lady in an
elementary school pizza day was the most popular day for the kids to buy hot
lunch and we made trays and trays of square pizza slices. Later when I worked at the high school
cafeteria and pizza was offered every day it remained a popular item likely to
sell out by the end of the day. Now when
we get together with friends and family we’re just as likely to order some
pizzas as we are to cook for each other.
There’s just something uplifting about that tasty crust slathered with piping
hot rich tomato sauce and ooey gooey strings of melted cheese hanging off the edges
of each wedge shaped slice. I’d have to
say that it’s the one food I have many happy memories about.
There
are many foods that people associate with good times, but I think pizza is
number one. In fact, I think I might
have to have some today, and I bet you want some now, too. Hurray for pizza!!!
1 comment:
PIZZA! New Jersey pizza is absolutely the best! And, yes, reading your post made me want to get some pizza!
Ralph
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