A couple weeks ago some friends from the neighborhood came over for dinner. I made grilled pizzas. Grilled Rosemary-Crust Pizzas with Spicy Italian Sausage, Bell Peppers, Onions, Tomatoes, Cheese, and Garlic with a Balsamic drizzle to be more precise. They are quite popular. So much so that once my nephew said that if he were on death row, he would prefer these grilled pizzas as his last meal. To his credit, if any of my relatives are to be on death row one day, I have no doubt that it would be him. And if that brings some notoriety to my homemade grilled pizzas, then I would accept that.
Now to the moral of the story: Our friends that came over have a 4 year old boy. He comes over once a week to play and Ruby goes to their house once a week. He loves corndogs and chicken nuggets and we keep some in the freezer. Most kids love to have corndogs and chicken nuggets any chance they can get. What kid wouldn't? Our friend warmed up a corndog each for both her little boy and Ruby. I couldn't help but be so happy when Ruby would not touch her corndog but was chowing down on my pizza instead.
What a proud Papa moment.