I zipped through a food and restaurant supply store, a place not on my usual circuit. A tractor beam locked on my cart and drew me right to the sample station. Straight from the entry to the table, the pull was irresistible and the smell was tantalizing! Or maybe it was because the station was right by the produce I wanted and it was past lunchtime! The sample lady handed me a tiny plate with a bit of white pizza. It was heaven! Pizza is not on our radar. If presented with pizza somewhere, we will eat and enjoy. But to intentionally order, make, or buy a pizza – attention goes elsewhere. Bytes was allergic to tomatoes for a long time, but now he will take a frozen pizza every few months, throw it in the microwave, roll and inhale it like a burrito. Not sure that counts, ... [Read More]