#Photo #memories and #Pizza made by #daughter and #FrankGCaruso
Making pizzas with my daughters, our hearts forever tethered.
When they were younger, their eyes twinkling with delight,
We'd gather 'round the countertop, an enchanting sight.
Tiny hands covered in a dusting of flour,
Their laughter echoed, a melody we would devour.
We'd start with dough, kneading and stretching with care,
Their little fingers dancing, a culinary affair.
Each gentle press, a shared moment of creation,
As we built the foundation, a pizza's humble formation.
Saucy smiles adorned their faces so sweet,
They'd spread the marinara, their touch oh so neat.
Tomatoes transformed into a vibrant sea of red,
With giggles and chatter, our pizza dreams spread.
Next came the toppings, a feast for the senses,
An array of flavors, each one leaving impressions.
They'd scatter cheese like fluffy clouds in the sky,
And the aroma that filled the air made us sigh.
Olives, mushrooms, pepperoni and cheese galore,
We'd pile them high, embracing the toppings' encore.
Each choice a reflection of their growing tastes,
An edible canvas where memories were traced.
The oven's warmth enveloped us like a hug,
As we patiently waited, excitement growing like a bug.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, the anticipation would rise,
Until finally, our masterpiece met our hungry eyes.
We'd gather 'round the table, a family united,
Savoring the flavors, hearts joyfully ignited.
With every bite, love infused each slice,
Our pizza Caruso, a moment so nice.
Years have passed, and my daughters have grown,
But the magic we shared in the kitchen is never disowned.
Through laughter and stories, we continue the tradition,
Creating pizzas with love, an everlasting connection.
For in those doughy moments, time stands still,
And we're transported back, our hearts to fill.
Making pizzas with my daughters, a bond unbroken,
A reminder of love, forever spoken.
