I've made it throughout my time as a parent. It is one of those food items that kids love to make and eat and introduces them to cooking. You start out with the basics and it evolves over time with their individual tastes as they grow. They experiment and branch out, it encourages self care and all that good stuff.
Today, as we were making pizza I was putting all sorts of fancy stuff I had gotten from Sprouts for my pizza and I realized my own magic had worked on me as well. I was seeing my own evolution on my little creation. I am no longer the girl that just tops it with discs of pepperoni although I would still fancy it.
It was my Mom who made them with me, and I with my kids and now with my Grandson. The french bread pizza a symbol of evolution connection generations and hopefully an enduring tradition. Maybe long after I am gone when the pizza sauce goes on someone will remember the moment like I did today.
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