Happy National Pizza Day

Happy National Pizza Day

pizza brooklynIt doesn’t even matter if I don’t win a self-gold – after every meet, I have pizza. Pepperoni pizza. ~ Simone Biles

So for people who know me well, they know that I may have no greater love in life than a really good slice of NY style pizza.  That’s right, I’ve written an entire book of poetry and over 250 poems about the love of my life, but put a really good slice in front of me and it’s a toss up.  I love pizza!

pizza, New York, food

For those who grew up with me, they know that my love for the Pizza Pit, the greatest pizza place in the history of mankind was the center of my world as a kid.  When I was away in college and driving fifteen hours from Kentucky, my first stop was the Pizza Pit.  That’s right, I would get a pizza before seeing my family, I told you, I love pizza.  I even had fantasies when I was younger, the owner of the Pizza Pit had a beautiful daughter named Mary.  I thought, wow, if I married Mary, I could inherit the Pizza Pit, know it’s secret and live a happy, and likely very fat life.  Well, Mary was a couple of years older than me, barely knew I existed and gentrification drove the rent too high and the Pizza Pit closed decades ago.  But it deserves a mention on National Pizza Day.

pizza, happiness

Unfortunately I won’t be having any pizza on National Pizza Day.  I’m battling some bad blood sugar and am heading to New Orleans for Mardi Gras in a couple of weeks.  I’ll be misbehaving, on the food front only I swear, during that trip and right down the street from my hotel is a place called NY Pizza.

So my friends, have a slice of pizza today, enjoy life, watch the sunset and have a happy day. ~ Rev Kane

About Michael Kane

Michael Kane is a writer, photographer, educator, speaker, adventurer and a general sampler of life. His books on hiking and poetry are available in soft cover and Kindle on Amazon.
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