Fetch me a scrumptious delightful pizza.
Let it have tons of melted cheese.
With crispy crust, nice & fluffy!
With hot bubbly sauce.
Make it boiling hot
So it burns my mouth when I eat it.
Hmmm, give it to me now!
by Ashley
Sizzling in the pan the tender delicious
pizza pie is pulled from the oven.
As the waiter brings it to the table the
cheese is dripping on the floor.
As the family looks at it, the cheese is dripping.
Covered with pepperoni, mushrooms, peppers,
spice, tomatoes, and black olives.
The little girl picks up a slice and sticks it
in her mouth and it is so gooey and good
she gobbles up 15 triangular slices of
that delicious pizza in just 5 minutes.
by Jenny
Hot and cheesey guess what it is?
Squishy, mushy, what can it be?
Delightful, crunchy, well what is it then?
I guess it’s Pizza!!! Yuuuum!!
Pizza - Was a staple when I was in college (at least 3 times a week), but now that I live in an area where a 16-inch Domino’s costs $30, it’s a luxury.
Wait a minute, frozen pizza? Neither luxury nor staple, but an unholy abomination before all that is good and just in the world. Begone, unclean filth of Shop 'n Save! Back to Stygian wastes of the freezer section that spawned you!
Staples? Not really. To feed my family, I find I can either spend almost $20 on frozen pizza, or just over $20 to get it delivered. We probably order pizza a couple of times a month.
I’m not a big ice cream eater either, and since I do most of the shopping, the family pretty much has to live with it. Even when we do have ice cream, I’ve had many pails of it come and go without even tasting it.
I’m don’t crave sweets much, so ice cream is rarity.
Frozen pizza; nah. Like cher, I tend to use the small Boboli thingys instead. They’re great for quickie “pantry” meals, topped with odds and ends, e.g. olives, artichoke hearts, a dollop of pesto, a finely sliced potato, a tablespoon of leftover marinara, odds and ends of whatever sounds good together. Pop the sucker in my beloved toaster oven and 15 minutes later, it’s done.
Just enough time to throw together a salad and I’m good to go.
At our house, ingredients for preparing homemade pizza are staples. Hubby makes the best homemade pizzas and pizza muffins! We always have the ingredients on hand.
As for ice cream, I honestly can’t remember the last time I ate ice cream! Wait, I had an apple pie milkshake several weeks ago. It wasn’t homemade, it was from out–does that count? It’s not like it’s a luxury–we just don’t really care for it.
So far as what we have as staples that others might consider luxuries? Beer–usually Fosters, steak and copious amounts of extra sharp cheddar cheese.
So far as what we have as luxuries that others consider staples? Canned soft drinks, breakfast foods and fruit that isn’t apples or oranges.
You mean that really cold box under my fridge is for something OTHER than frozen za and ice cream?
Suffice it to say, my kids refer to ice cream as “The grand elixir of life.” And the scooper is the most important utensil in our kitchen. As of last night we were a little low, and on the cheap side, with 4 quarts - Edy’s Vanilla, Choc Fudge Brownie, Mint Choc Chip, and Starbucks Coffee Almond Fudge. Anyone else try the Godiva flavors? Yes, the Dinsdale house is full of ice cream addicts.
Also recall there were only 2 Home Run Inn cheese zas in there. Time to restock. The kids would be very happy if we simply alternated between frozen pizza and tacos every other meal.
Ike - you so funny! “Reasonably good za” in Brooklyn! Bwahahaha. You must be talking bout that thin crap you fold in half. Just got off the phone with a good buddy who lives down on Flatbush and N - tried to give me the same line of bull. Next time you’re coming through Chi, I’ll treat you to some real pizza. I’ll give you the clear win on bagels. But don’t even get me started on hotdogs.
I think the longest thread that ever ran in the Pit (or was it MPSIMS?) was the one Satan started on pizza. The quips and puns and insults and regional mockery flew hard and fast.
Finally, I decided to step in and set the record straight, and everyone quickly fell into line behind my superior logic and reasoning power.
Those round objects they sell in Chicago are mighty fine eatin’, no argument there, but they really shouldn’t be called “pizza.” “Yummy Deep-Dish Tomato Pie with Cheese and Sausage,” perhaps, but not "pizza."
Sorry, but pizzas are the flat things that Neapolitans invented, and New Yorkers perfected.
I e-mailed my friend this thread, and he called me back saying he was going to have to mail me some Garibaldis. But said it was too pricey. Said he grew up in Park Slope. Waxed rhapsodic over some no name joint around the corner from him that charged only $5 a pie.
Like you, he actually called them pies! At what age do they train youse guys to talk like extras from a cheap gangster movie?
I hung up on him when he started raving about his homemade foccacia. Heard that tune a few too many times.
New Haven collitch background, that’s my excuse. Sally’s and Pepe’s down on Wooster Street actually still calls 'em “tomato pies.” If you want them to put cheese on it, you have to remember to ask for a tomato and cheese pie.
Wanna hear my Richard Widmark-in-Kiss of Death impersonation? “Stick both thumbs right inya eyes, hang on till ya drop dead…ya squint.”
Ice cream (Ben & Jerry’s Phish food) and Frozen pizza (Tombstone three meat) are both necessities in my freezer. However, neither are staples. For staples, I turn to Swingline, which I buy at Staples.
I was just thinking about this the other day. Growing up, both pizza and ice cream were luxuries, few and far between. (Come to think of it, ANY food other than Ramen soup, mac and cheese and peanut butter were luxuries… beer and cigarettes, though, were DEFINITELY staples).
Anyway, I digress. Now, in my home, pizza and ice cream are regulars. I still feel like they’re at least semi-luxeries, but my 5 year old daughter could care less half the time. I was struck that pizza really means nothing special to her. I was kinda bummed about it.
