I love that song.
Today is National Pizza Day in the United States. So of course, I’m thinking about pizza. I don’t normally eat pizza but today, I have a craving for pizza. Which brings me to recall “pizza memories”.
I don’t remember having had pizza before I was in high school. Then I would occasionally be allowed to go out for pizza with friends after basketball or football games. I also remember my dad taking my sisters and my mom out to Round Table for pizza one night. That was unusal because we never, ever ate out. But he had been drinking and they were meeting someone down there. I don’t even remember who. So off they went, two of my sisters, my mom, and my dad. Hours later, when my older sister and I were starting to get worried because it was after midnight and we hadn’t heard from them, a police car drove up to the house and out popped my dad, my mom, and my sisters. It seems that my dad had been drinking enough to have forgotten the keys in the ignition of the car and so when they came out of the pizza place, the car was gone! After giving a police report and waiting around, the police finally drove them all home.
Then I remember riding my bike through campus late at night with a bunch of people from my dorm when I was in college. We would take late night study breaks and bike to downtown Palo Alto for Round Table. One time, we were sitting at a big table having pizza and pitchers of soda (we were all under 21 then) when the juke box started to play Paul Anka singing You’re Having My Baby. Well this guy, Matthew who lived next door to me in the dorm, got up on top of the table and with a fork up to his mouth, started singing along while looking at ME! Everyone laughed and thought it was funny but I was mortified!
Favorite pizza? Hhm. That’s tough. I don’t eat it often because it’s not filling. I get hungry again within a half hour. However, if I’m allowed to get what I really want on it, I’m okay. What do I really want on it? Loaded with veggies or loaded with meat. One or the other. Usually, when we get pizza, the others in the group want only one topping. That’s not enough for me. So for me, it’s a loaded pizza. Oh and I cannot believe that some people will eat cold pizza right out of the fridge without heating it! Yuck! It makes me want to gag! Do you know anyone like that?
What are your pizza memories? What is your favorite pizza?
I’ll be singing that song all day. lol! I like it, too.
My father always called pizza “tomato pie.” So when we had pizza, he’d say, “We’re having tomato pie” for dinner. Sometimes he shortened it to “pie.” My favorite pizza when I was growing up came from King of Pizza, and it’s still my favorite and the place I go to when I’m visiting the area where I grew up and I want pizza. They make a fabulous New York style pizza that is hard to find when you start to move west. I couldn’t find anything like it when we lived in Ohio. They have some close to it here on the Eastern Shore. There are a few New Yorkers down this way, I guess.
I like Chicago style pizza, too. My husband and I lived in the Chicago area for about four years and learned to appreciate those deep dish and stuffed pizzas. I have a recipe that I got from a Chicago newspaper for a deep dish pizza that we make about once or twice a year. It’s loaded with meat and cheese and vegetables. Very, very filling. But once again, as you move away from Chicago it’s difficult to find a deep dish pizza that’s done right.
I’m one of those people who can eat cold pizza. For breakfast, even. As for what I like on it, I’m a straight cheese person, but will eat it with whatever others want with two exceptions: mushrooms and anchovies. Blech.
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I’m a fan of the thin-crust wood-oven pizza that has become so prevalent in Portland, though I still prefer the three pioneers: Apizza Scholls, Nostrana, and Ken’s Artisan. I think the best pizza I ever had in my life was at Nostrana, and it was a combination I haven’t seen since then…truffled mozzarella with prosciutto and fresh arugula, topped with a soft-poached duck egg. Le sigh.
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I used to love pizza- especially with extra cheese. Since I became gluten intolerant I haven’ t had any- I have tried the gluten free kind, but without that wonderful crust it is just not the same
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I did not know that. We’ll have to celebrate this weekend from a large pizza from our favorite Italian restaurant called Ciao’s in Balboa Island. They know how to do pizza right.
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I don’t remember ever eating pizza until I was in high school. Groups of the youth from our church would meet at the local Pizza Inn. Found I loved it.
Came by to meet you, say hi and that I’m thrilled we are on the same A to Z “minion” team!
Life & Faith in Caneyhead
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PS – Love your blog title! After all, any good redneck from Texas knows a Freddy Fender tune when they see it. And your name, Corina!
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I’m glad you stopped by and that you like one of my favorite songs. Gotta love Freddy!
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Hi Corina! I’m a fellow Minion with you and Barbara who commented above me. I’m stopping by to say “Hi!”
I can’t believe I pissed Pizza Day! But I had a little pizza snack for lunch today. I like to take a flour tortilla, put on some sauce and cheese, and then pop it into the oven for a few minutes at 425 degrees until it’s crispy. 🙂 But when I buy or make real pizza, I like to load on the veggies.
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I’ve had the blahs today so I haven’t even checked email or blogs so I am happy to see we’ve been assigned to the same A to Z team. I’ll have to try that tortilla pizza some day. I almost always have tortillas on hand. Thank you for stopping by.
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i’m not a pizza lover, but my kids love it. It’s always their Friday treat.
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