August 24, 2008

An Ode to Pizza

If there's one thing that marks a Furr, it's their love for pizza. Growing up in the Furr household, Friday night was always pizza night. When I got to college, pretty much every night was pizza night. Then I went on my mission to Brazil, or as I like to call it, the start of the Great Pizza Depression. The Brazilians have made an abomination out of Italy's favorite pie—replacing the tomato sauce with ketchup and mayonnaise; and the cheese with corn, peas, and other vegetables which don't belong on a pizza.

Alas, after two years, I returned home from my mission and fell in with some excellent college roommates whose zeal for pizza nearly rivaled my own. One of our friends, who was a manager at the local Papa John's, was able to get us 50% off pizza (so long as he ordered it and picked it up). Needless to say, he made a lot of trips to Papa John's on our behalf. (Ben, if you're reading, thanks and sorry for abusing your friendship—I am forever in your debt. Sure I introduced you to your wife, but that doesn't even begin to repay what you've done for me).

Then I got married to Krista, who appreciated pizza, but wasn't yet fanatical about it. However, by the end of the honeymoon her new found passion for pizza gave me little cause for worry. My brother Ryan has not been so lucky. (Sorry Kelly, I love you, but your enthusiasm for pizza is weak by Furr standards, i.e. it's not okay to refrain from eating pizza just because you had it the day before).

Then along comes Ava... a child whose culinary likes and dislikes are peculiar to say the least. Ice cream, chocolate, and cookies... these are things Ava will eat on occasion, if she's really hungry, and not feeling very finicky that particular moment. Pickles, pepperoni, and beef jerky on the other hand are always a welcome treat for my daughter. So the question was, would she like pizza? Well, if you've ever had any doubt that Ava is a Furr, look no further for evidence and simply watch this video.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

She is truly a little Italian. I am amazed at how definite she is in her likes and dislikes. She really knows what she wants and she lets you know, too!--Granny O

Ryan and Kelly said...

That is hilarious. I remember you preparing her for this pizza-love by feeding her pepperonis and cheese from a very young age.

The Jones :) said...

That was adorable!! I remember Krista at work...she ALWAYS had pizza...maybe it passed to Ava while in the womb!?!?! She is too cute and sure knows what she wants...I love how she sits on the floor too!!
Cute!!
-Becki :)

Ryan said...

Ah yes, great post. In case there are any doubters out there I will vouch for Larry and the whole eat pizza everyday thing. I've witnessed it and I was exactly the same way in college and very well could still be that way if I were not married. Funny that you bring up pizza at such an appropriate time...the time of year that is a most perfect compliment to pizza eating: College Football.

Anonymous said...

That is completely adorable...I think she said "make me pizza"...:)
haha...my husband would love it if our daughter said that!

Rachel Stella said...

So I finally figured out why James is obsessed with Papa Johns pizza...