, like breathing air, is only noticeable when you stop doing it. I took both for granted.
didn't say much to me about breathing, but drilled into me early on, "Pizza is the healthiest fast food. If you can't get a meal, get pizza
." Since I was figuring out how to feed myself, that was important information.
And, like most of us running up and down the streets of New York before McDonald's and Wendy's and Taco Bell showed up, I ate pizza morning, noon and night and a couple of times in between
. Pizza places were oases
from rain, from snow, from being lost or not being sure where else to go.
So many things changed.
Including what I couldn't eat
, what I shouldn't eat
and what I wouldn't eat
Yet, sometimes, just like breathing, you gotta eat pizza
Sunday Memories: Tribes, Lost And Found
Encore - Only the Light Fixtures Are Different
Sunday Memories: The Domino Effect
As Time Goes By
The Exhaustion Of Diaspora: Part Two: The Ladies Of The Pizza
Sunday Memories: Annie's Song
Dust To Dust And Then New Cities Rose
Sunday Memories: Fast Foods In Fast Times
Stepping Through The Bakery Window
Sunday Memories: Along Came Bialy
Guest Artist: Dana - The Sad Little Crone
John's Brick Oven Pizza