Thin it is!

Nope. NOT ME, but the thin crust pizza I had today. Let me tell you, I am not a fan of thin crust. At least that's what I thought. Until a chum and I headed to a part of Dallas called Deep Ellum for lunch. During the night, Deep Ellum is a hot spot for bars, live music and hanging out happenings . Ya know, all the stuff I did before my bedtime became the time I use to go out--I digress. Anyway during the daylight hours all of us older folks hang out at the plethora of Deep Ellum and amy ponder if want to go into the tattoo shops...

My chum and I ventured to Cane Russo. The eatery specializes in Neapolitan Italian cuisine. They cook those luscious pizza pies in a wood burning oven cranked to 900 degrees. The oven is placed far enough away, yet close enough you can see your pizza pie cook--all of about 3 mins of cookin' time.

I decided on the Zoli. The pizza was decorated with Italian sausage, Italian cousin of pepperoni (just a tinge more spicy), basil, the best tomato sauce I've tasted and cheese to slobber over. Tasty, TASTY treat I devoured today!

Good eating. Good time spent with my chum. Good just all around!

Cane Russo ain't your neighborhood Pizza Hut!

I HEART Pizza

Had on Travel Channel the other day. Their quest was to find the best pizza in the whole USA.

OK, I do love me some 'za. Yes, 'za. That's what me and the chums called the supreme and delicious item when the Pizza Hut opened in my Iowa hometown. That was during high school. Our town of 7000 or so, thought we hit the bigtime. Pizza Hut was a nice addition to our already 3 stop lights and two grocery stores. This was before McDonald's even came to town.

I digress. Back to the Travel Channel. They visited two Brooklyn, NY pizzerias that made me want to hop a silver bird to taste test for myself: Pepe's and Sally's. Both are run by different members of the same family. Pepe's came first and then a nephew (I think) later opened Sally's. The stuff that came out of their oven looked GOOD! The pizzerias' atmosphere and aromas graced my own cluttered and cat filled house through the TV. Make mine a large...Do I dare say I slobbered over the screen?

When I came to my senses, I realize Brooklyn was miles and a time zone away. And the thought of my self rising frozen pizza just wasn't gonna rise high enough-no matter the brand! .

Pepe's and Sally's: Consider your gifts for our palettes on my Bucket List!

Yep, I me some pizza!

December 4, 1977 was Sunday

And I was into my first 24 hours of living in Kansas City.

Well, actually I was just right across the river in Kansas, in Shawnee--I think it was. I'd moved there there on Dec. 3, which was also friend's birthday. I hated leaving my hometown because we wouldn't have a chance to party with her. She was 19 after all. However, the friend over at my dad's house to see me off tho.

Back to Kansas City. I was to start a new job on on Monday, at a global motel reservation call center. For all of $450 a MONTH. Big money I thought. For the time being I was going to stay in a motel which was kinda walking distance, yet not quite really, from my new job. I wound up taking a cab which got me to work a hour late a few of those first days. I'm surprised I didn't get fired.

Looking back, maybe I should have. I mean, I moved from small town Iowa to Kansas City. A city with more than three stop lighs, withOUT a car. Plus, I really didn't have a place to stay--except this motel. I knew no one. I knew not where to go. The company that hired me said there could be folks to help me know the city and places to live. I learned later my step-mother had family in KC, yet no offer to stay with them materialized.

What I remember was not meeting any of my interviewers until I showed up on the first day. Really. Everything was conducted on the phone with a 200 mile distance between us. I guess things could be done like that in the 70's. Also the company was talking about GOING computerized. All our reservation taking, which included Australia, was separated by the color of paper we wrote on and a big board in front of us with "X" by locations sold out. WOW. Sounds so antique now, huh?

I ordered pizza for supper on this Dec 4 night--delivered--.

I had no kitchen area to cook in. I can't remember what exactly I did for food. I couldn't drive anywhere. I was in a major city without major transportation. I don't know why I didn't have some kind of jalopy to get me 'round. I would ask my dad why--and never got a straight answer from Big Daddy Don. Wonder if it was a way for me to stay dependent? Or he was just too broke enough to get me one?

Oh well. I quit the job in June 1978 and headed back to hometown Iowa. Six months to experience smokin' weed the first time, the virtues of vodka mixed with just about anything, first entry into a gay bar, lied about a family emergency so I could take off time to fly to Utah to witness Donny and Marie tape their original TV variety show (Priorities. We watched from the studio's green room and both D & M later came in), had sex for the second time ever (and not that sure I was doing it right) and I still no car as I shut out the lights on Kansas City and left.

And on this Dec 4 night in 2010, I smile. What a kid I was. And I'd do it all again.

Only maybe I'd make sure I have sex for the third time ever....... :)

Yep.

It's Friday and I am SO glad. Will be another scorcher in Dallas tomorrow--over 100 degrees. I do have some errands to do and those will be done in the morning time. My splurge after errands will be "Toy Story." And this paper I gotta tweak--like I said, "Toy Story."

Honestly, I hadn't planned to see "Toy Story." Just didn't think I'd like it. Maybe run out of steam, since it is the third one. Yet its reviews have been great--so why not? Plus, I always love me some Tom Hanks. See, Tom's a guy I would date. I'd make him a pie everyday if he wanted one. Even a pie I didn't like--yep. for Tom. :)

Did I tell you I went back to the rec center? I'm pretty much the youngest one there. You must be a 'golden age' to even join. I'm taking it easy and get my body to work again. I can feel a difference when I walk. Tonight, heck--I forwent the pizza I craved--even the ice cream, and chowed salad and an orange. Maybe I'm back into something good to infinity and beyond.....?

Yep.

Sunday Thoughts...

Church this morning. God is welcome in my house everyday. For at least one day, I can go to His. Sermon was on 2 Corinthians 4:7-9. About being a clay pot. How treasures inside are worth more than the vessel they’re stored in. Something to give pause on. .

Another pretty much 100 degree Summer Day in Texas. Also my 20th Anniversary of my move to Dallas from Iowa. Sizzlin then too. I recall my inner debate if I should get a/c in my new car then. About a week before my move, I had it put in. Smart.

Disco music plays from one of my cable stations. Heard a familiar tune—took me back to about 1981 or so. Spandex skirt, 4 inch heels, jheri curl and a boyfriend that shouldn’t have ever been on my Hit Parade. Three out of four ain’t bad. The song? “Lover’s Holiday” by Change, with a young Luther Vandross. As I danced the light fantastic around my house, my cat, Big Boy watched. He seemed to say, “Have you lost your mind?” He ran.

Wimbledon: Venus & Serena. Singles and Doubles 2008 Champions. History.

Presidential Election: When IS November? Possible first Black President. Possible Black First Lady. They will be servants of all the people, not servants of those that reside in the White House. Still believe he needs to pick Hillary as VP. History.

NFL Training Camp: Soon.

Autobiography: of my experiences Donny Osmond-not just a “My dad tipped the maitre’d 40 bucks in Las Vegas so we could sit close.”

My own business: Dream to come true

TV Tonight: New Food Network Star: Aaron McCargo Jr—LOVE HIM. He came alive on Rachel Ray’s show. He could fix me pizza anytime!

Life: I am blessed. Psalms 121