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What’s Your Best Pizza Memory?

It’s always been there for you. An indulgence. A convenience. You’ve made it at home with the family more times than you can count. You’ve devoured it at sleepovers. You’ve had it through thick and thin, piping hot, and cold from the refrigerator. And it always rules. Share your best pizza tale!

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When I was in college, there was a pizza place up the road that had a two for one deal one night a week. I remember a group of us piling into a car and driving there at least once a month. The pizza was good, but the camaraderie and the great deal on a college budget were more important.
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When my husband and I were in college we didn't get to spend much time together, when he started his part time job managing a pizza place I decided to get a job there to. We didn't spend time together at work but we got to ride home together.
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An extended family gathering with lots of smiles, sharring, eating, talking and laughing.
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When I was younger, I would go to work with my dad on Saturdays. Just a couple stores down from him was a Noble Roman's restaurant. I remember those square pizzas and breadsticks with nacho cheese dipping sauce. One of my fondest memories was the first time I was allowed to walk over and pick up the order myself; I felt so grown up! That's funny, when I think of today and how I whine if I have to be the one who goes to pick it up! :)
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My most vivid memory of pizza was when I was a teenager and my friends wanted to go get a slice. It was always a problem for me since I didn't like it. Thank heavens that has changed and I now love it.
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Pizza from Howies and coke on Friday no cook night
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Growing up in a very small town in Pennsylvania 60 years ago didn't afford me much of an opportunity to experience a variety of ethnic food but boy did I love the little pizzeria on Main St. It was always bustle of activity on Friday nite or after a football game. During meatless Fridays in Lent we always got a pizza from Frankie's. Not until I moved to New York City did I find out that the pizza at Frankie's wasn't all that Italian but boy do I still crave their version of that crusty concoction.
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I liked my mom's homemade pizza nights. She set out the toppings and let us put on whatever we wanted and then baked it. Yum.
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When I was in high school, I worked part-time at a pizza parlor. Best perk of the job, taking home any pizzas that were called in and not picked up. My father has passed away now, but I remember how much he loved when I brought home a pepperoni and mushroom pizza..it was his favorite.
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Enjoying pizza at our local Pizza Hut with my friends.
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