Wow! I remember homemade pizza, and it was a very rare treat, but I am feeling kinda special here. I was born mid fifties and my memory of pizza was mom's special. she made it from scratch - yeast dough; stretched it out on a regular high-lipped cookie sheet and piled on the sauce, sausage, peppers, onions and cheeses. It turned out deep dish style and sooooo good. We grew up 90 miles south of Chicago, and I suppose the slant was more a Chicago-style deep pizza. But, no boxed treats for us. that fueles my love of homemade pizza and i have been baking my own exclusively for over 35 years. Thank you for the fun trip back in time. I cant waiut for the next installments! ( i must admit - when my kids were young - i put sauce, cheese and pepperoni on a number of different bread bases for a snack in a hurry!)

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