Friday, August 11, 2006
PIZZA NIGHT AT OUR HOUSE.....
Yippee!! Today is Friday and Becky, Rocky and I are indulging in a pizza party. It’s Friday night and we’re going to enjoy!! Of course, it will be at our house because that’s where the best pizza is.
Pizza is an art. When my brother came home from Italy we all made a trip to Nebraska to visit uncle Ted, aunt Beulah and Dale. We were so happy to see Louis after his stint in the regular man’s army after WW11 was over. Louis was stationed up in Trieste where they watched the Czeck border and made regular patrols.
Louis had changed and his appetite had changed. He talked about pizza, lasagna, and tons of other dishes that we knew absolutely nothing about. He wanted us all to try pizza and none of us had a clue what he was talking about. Uncle Ted said, “Your best bet to get something like that is probably down in South Omaha……there’s a lot of Italian people living there.”
Louis was off like a rocket and returned sometime later with all the fixings for some pizza. Well, it was very enlightening. None of us were as fond of it to begin with as Louis. He ate and ate and rolled his eyes looking to the ceiling with every bite. He explained that the Italians didn’t have all the meat we do to fix it like we were eating so they only had meat pizzas on special occasions and holidays.
We were all polite and ate some…….uncle Ted was not impressed with his house smelling like garlic. In those days garlic and Italians were synonymous. Boy, have times changed. I think America eats more pizza than Italy does. Louis had been in Italy long enough to speak pretty good Italian and it was one of those times a kid sister doesn’t forget.
To his dying day he loved and ate pizza. If we were not properly impressed at the time we sure caught up with him. As for my kids…….I would say pizza is very high on their food chain…….count Rocky and me in on that too……Friday night was made for pizza, friends, family and a happy feeling that we’ve wrapped up another week in style.
Guess I’d better go get the fixing’s ready so have a sip of whatever you call your favorite beverage and I’ll be serving up in about a half hour. See you next week……have a great week-end.
Until then,
Essentially Esther
Pizza is an art. When my brother came home from Italy we all made a trip to Nebraska to visit uncle Ted, aunt Beulah and Dale. We were so happy to see Louis after his stint in the regular man’s army after WW11 was over. Louis was stationed up in Trieste where they watched the Czeck border and made regular patrols.
Louis had changed and his appetite had changed. He talked about pizza, lasagna, and tons of other dishes that we knew absolutely nothing about. He wanted us all to try pizza and none of us had a clue what he was talking about. Uncle Ted said, “Your best bet to get something like that is probably down in South Omaha……there’s a lot of Italian people living there.”
Louis was off like a rocket and returned sometime later with all the fixings for some pizza. Well, it was very enlightening. None of us were as fond of it to begin with as Louis. He ate and ate and rolled his eyes looking to the ceiling with every bite. He explained that the Italians didn’t have all the meat we do to fix it like we were eating so they only had meat pizzas on special occasions and holidays.
We were all polite and ate some…….uncle Ted was not impressed with his house smelling like garlic. In those days garlic and Italians were synonymous. Boy, have times changed. I think America eats more pizza than Italy does. Louis had been in Italy long enough to speak pretty good Italian and it was one of those times a kid sister doesn’t forget.
To his dying day he loved and ate pizza. If we were not properly impressed at the time we sure caught up with him. As for my kids…….I would say pizza is very high on their food chain…….count Rocky and me in on that too……Friday night was made for pizza, friends, family and a happy feeling that we’ve wrapped up another week in style.
Guess I’d better go get the fixing’s ready so have a sip of whatever you call your favorite beverage and I’ll be serving up in about a half hour. See you next week……have a great week-end.
Until then,
Essentially Esther
