Pizza Memories.....

...Mellow Mushrooms? The logo is a mushroom that is obviously feeling no pain. They are good but EXPENSIVE. Their thing is that they are cooked on a stone. Stoned pizza?
There has been a MM in Greenville SC since we got there more than a decade ago. Ate there once. Edible.

Just thought about my most memorable pizza restaurant "experience". In 1979 we were in Paris and my husband was looking for a place to watch the Superbowl. He went to the US embassy to ask the Marine Guard if they knew of a place to see the game, and they told him about a place called the Chicago Pizza Pie Factory, off the Champs-Élysées.

He made reservations to watch the game there, and because of the time difference, the party began at midnight. Admission included unlimited pizza, salad, and beer.

Must have been 200 people there, but didn't find any other Americans. It was like the United Nations, with people of myriad races and nationalities, cheering and yelling in seemingly scores of different languages. By far the most diverse group I'd ever seen, and football with pizza brought them together for a great evening.

When the game ended and we spilled out onto the sidewalk, the sun was up and the loud crowd stood out among the early risers walking to work.
 
I have read that pizza, or something like it, was made by the early Romans.

Just read this morning that one of the important markets today for anthracite coal is the pizza business. I haven't seen a coal-fired pizza oven but they must exist.

There are some coal-fires oven places around. Don’t remember the name of the joint but one of the oldest places in Manhattan has a coal oven. More recently, a chain called Anthony’s advertises having coal-fired ovens. Haven’t been there.
 
When I was a little kid in MA, many a birthday party was hosted at Papa Gino’s. My Italian grandparents took us there periodically too. Coolest part of that place (besides the pizza actually being pretty darn good) was that each and every booth had these little juke box things in them. With like a Rolodex style thing you flipped through to select the top hits of the day in whatever genre. There were only two volume settings - low and inaudible. But for some reason we thought those things were the cat’s azzz. Still remember the red and white checkered tables and general feel of the place very fondly. It was always a ‘celebration’ of sort, to be there.
 
I was a big fan of "Your Father's Mustache" in Denver. I think it was on 16th St or Ave. Over 50 years ago so memory of location is dim but not the good times there.
 
It was Shakeys and Apian Way when I was a kid.
 
I have read that pizza, or something like it, was made by the early Romans.

Just read this morning that one of the important markets today for anthracite coal is the pizza business. I haven't seen a coal-fired pizza oven but they must exist.
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Back in grade school every Friday was pizza day. We could get a slice of frozen Elio’s pizza and a bottle of Coke (a real glass bottle) for $2. The pizza was heated and served by some of the mom’s who volunteered to help out. On a good day you got a hot piece of pizza, but on other days you could get a burned pizza or a slimy cold piece of pizza. Frozen pizza is generally not far removed from cardboard, but eight year olds aren’t too particular.

A memory of good pizza from when I was a kid was when my parents would take me and my brother out for pizza when we lived in Philly. We would go to Joseph’s Pizza on Oxford Avenue. They had great pizza. I loved going there. Next time I’m back in Philly I’ll have to see if they’re still around.
 
Haven't as yet perfected pizza on the grill, a real shame since my wife makes as good as a sauce as I've ever had.
Stuck with trying the locals, some better than others but if the sauce is decent the crust is like eating a mattress and if the crust is thin and just right the sauce is sugary.
Marcella's was the go to in North Dade in the 70's. Tim O', a fine Irish surfing lad tossed the crust and Pop's would pile on the works until pizza perfection was achieved.
Good memories.
 
As a kid in first grade growing up we had English muffin pizza. It was 1952. Actually it wasn’t too bad. My italian mom laughed.
 
I had never heard of pizza, until I was about 15, and we moved to Massachusetts from Texas, due a construction move by my Dad. A local place in Reading served pizza and other locals told us about it. Sunday became pizza night. My Dad fell in love with their cheese pizza.
Seldom did we have anything else, though occasionally we did order two or more. Eventually I did date an Italian girl, and discovered Italian food, especially her mother's.
I was warned to never mention Chef Boy Ardee to her mother, just to say I had never had Italian!
 
I do not eat as much pizza as I used to. Too many of the friends that used to help me eat them are gone now. Plus, my metabolism is not what it used to be. Whenever I need a pizza fix nowadays, I run down to the mall and get a couple big slices of sausage pizza at the food court. They make it pretty damn good.
 
I have seen all the chains come, and many go..... Same with 'local joints'. My small town has at least five pizza joints. Some are better than the others.....
BUT, the best pizza in the land, IMHO, is "Broiler Pizza" in Arlington, VA. I crave the stuff, but it is about a three hour drive away. I do visit the relatives down there more than I likely would if there were no Broiler. I bring a couple home, too.

The Broiler in Arlington and I go way back into the mid 60's. Some really good stuff. Best subs and pizza around at that time. I too still stop in there when I'm in the area.
 
On fridaynights mom would make fresh italian pizza. What the six of us didn’t eat went into the cooled oven that night for breakfast on Saturday morning.

I took cold pizza to work on Saturday mornings in the 70’s. My son works for my old co worker who owns the company today. I told him to tell him who you are. He remembered me as the guy who ate cold pizza for breakfast. We had a good laugh. I liked the pizza with anchovies too.
 
You kiddin'...right?

Back in grade school every Friday was pizza day. We could get a slice of frozen Elio’s pizza and a bottle of Coke (a real glass bottle) for $2. The pizza was heated and served by some of the mom’s who volunteered to help out. On a good day you got a hot piece of pizza, but on other days you could get a burned pizza or a slimy cold piece of pizza. Frozen pizza is generally not far removed from cardboard, but eight year olds aren’t too particular.

A memory of good pizza from when I was a kid was when my parents would take me and my brother out for pizza when we lived in Philly. We would go to Joseph’s Pizza on Oxford Avenue. They had great pizza. I loved going there. Next time I’m back in Philly I’ll have to see if they’re still around.

They'd never give us coke, soda or even chocolate milk in public school. NEVER. And the pizza looked like....have you ever seen Star Trek original series "Devil in the Dark" where the silicon based 'Horta' was eating the miners? THAT was what our school pizza looked like, big warts and all. :eek::eek::eek: And it wasn't coal or wood fired. You know in some parts of the world dried dung is used as fuel......:confused::confused::confused:
 
Sure I like Italian Food!

I had never heard of pizza, until I was about 15, and we moved to Massachusetts from Texas, due a construction move by my Dad. A local place in Reading served pizza and other locals told us about it. Sunday became pizza night. My Dad fell in love with their cheese pizza.
Seldom did we have anything else, though occasionally we did order two or more. Eventually I did date an Italian girl, and discovered Italian food, especially her mother's.
I was warned to never mention Chef Boy Ardee to her mother, just to say I had never had Italian!

I eat at Fazoli's! (Insert Italian Mother Wrath)

If you don't know, it was 'fast food' Italian. Pretty awful.
 
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