Water Your Worth

Pizza…

Have you ever met, or are you(!?!?), a person that does Not like pizza? I met one lady and that shocked me because it seems to be the universal acceptable meal to enjoy anywhere.

We were having pizza and having a very serious talk that went like this. “I like pizza.” “Me too.” “Pizza is like a form of bread.” “Yes, it is but as a meal with all the stuff on top.” “Yeah!” “We like pizza.” “mhm.” “I love you.” “I love you too.” As this conversation was progressing pretty deep I started to count all the ways and locations we have had pizza and then next thing I know… the pizza has all been eaten. This brought me to another deep ponder – why does it seem like pizza is something that could be eaten with satisfaction but never feeling like it has been over done? And would I ever get tired of pizza? It seems like pizza is one thing that never fades and is always appreciated. And, honestly is just so much better sharing.

How does pizza fit in your world? Where have you had it? and is there one that you had that was worth talking about?