Quotation of the Day

Any fool can make things bigger, more complex and more violent. It takes a touch of genius- and a lot of courage- to move in the opposite direction.

-Albert Einstein

Pizza: The Food of the Goddess

I was talking with a friend of mine tonight and he said that he thought he had eaten too much pizza. I was slightly confused by this because I wasn't aware such a thing even existed. I know I've had too much cake or too much television, but too much pizza? I think that's considered blasphemy in some countries. Almost everyone who knows me knows that I love pizza, but I am not sure they really know how much. When my husband and I lived in Richmond, Virginia, he suggested we do something he called "52 Weeks of Pizza", where we had to get pizza every Friday for a year. What made it interesting was that we had to get it from a different place every week. Absolutely no repeats allowed for an entire year. There is absolutely no way we would have been able to do this in the tiny town in which we now reside but in Richmond, the possibilities were endless! Compared to where we live now, it was like there was pizza on every corner. Well, in a way there really was. It was heaven for two pizza lovers like ourselves. I used to look forward to every Friday and loved reading reviews online and asking around to find out where we could track down the best pies. It was a great way to feel like we were participating in a very important, regimented activity. If we happened to be out of town on a Friday we would simply get pizza wherever we happened to be. We even discussed what we would do if I went into labor on a Friday and had to be in the hospital. We had some truly great pizzas, some of my favorites being Mary Angela's, Extreme Pizza, Zorba's (on Broad Street- best Greek Pizza ever), Bella Luna and Mimmos. I know there were others, but a lot of the names and locations elude me now. "52 Weeks of Pizza" concluded in June 2008. Bittersweet was the end of our gluttonous pastime. When I think about it, it makes me think about Richmond and how much I loved living there. I really enjoyed the time we spent there and feel lucky to have had the pleasure to call Richmond my home. It will always have a very special place in my heart. We still get pizza every Friday.