Pizza in Italy deserves the world's attention and blessings.
It is a league of its own: the crust, the fresh ingredients, the local farm cheese, the lack of hoopla, and over-seasoned handfuls, it is and has been simple perfection.
I don't think I have ever had a pizza anywhere in Italy that wasn't a crowning moment for my tastebuds.
Now if only it could be delivered daily (not counting reality or calories) morning, noon, and night,
to my home just like this: The charm of details pizza delivered on a moped in a basket.
When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
that's amore
Much love
Posted by: Jeanne | 07 July 2023 at 11:40 AM
Jeanne, when Dean Martin originally sang "That's Amore," some of us kids would sing it in the schoolyard at recess, but none of us knew what a pizza pie was!
My, how times have changed.
Posted by: Kathie B | 08 July 2023 at 04:17 AM
How fun is that?!!!! That is so different and romantic(if you live in a world on constant make believe and love like me) LOL Blessings
Posted by: Cynthia Thompson | 08 July 2023 at 09:22 AM
Those were the days!
Posted by: Franki | 08 July 2023 at 10:56 AM
the BEST!
Posted by: Susan in Zurich | 09 July 2023 at 08:05 AM
The best pizza I have ever had was on a sidewalk cafe in Rome. I still can remember it. Now you have me dreaming of that pizza.
Posted by: marilyn | 12 July 2023 at 02:45 AM