It all started when I was 7. My mom and grandmother took me to Pisa, Italy. I loved the town, the sights, the people, but most of all the food. The pizza was great. It was so good I swear I saw someone about to make-out with it. I'm still looking for pizza that good, since the last time I had it was about 6 years ago. That pizza was pizza heaven . That's all you have to know. That pizza was just that good.
