So, okay, I'm not a connoisseur. Actually, I have very limited experience with pizza in general.... But a certain pizza takes me straight back to 1979, puts my tiny hand in my older brothers, and walks me 5 blocks through the old neighborhood, to a now long closed Elizabeths Pizzeria. It was the twice monthly treat that was hard on our parents meager budget. That pizza taught us patience, independence, the art of savoring the little things... But even more importantly, as we sat across from one another, enjoying that yummy goodness... a friendship blossomed.
I want to learn to make something kind of close here at home, something to share with my own kids, nieces, and nephews... Something that brings back bittersweet memories of a time, a place, and a person lost to the world but for memories.
I don't have any experience to share, but promise to keep quiet. Thanks for allowing me to read and learn here. Renee' (Piedmont region, NC)