I always figured the first time I had Chicago style pizza was sometime after Steven moved to Chicagoland in 2003. But I was reading my Spain 2002 travel journal and found a very detailed section about me and my dad trying Chicago style pizza – in the Detroit airport, of all places! (Does that still count? Ha ha.)
As laughingly cringe-worthy as it is to read an old journal, it was encouraging to see what a sense of wonder I had about our travels. My excitement level was definitely cheesy, but so what?
Do you ever notice taglines on blogs? For a few years, mine has been “A sense of wonder is the most incredible gift you can share.”
I ran across that saying in a book my mom sent me when I was going through a tough time – Jim Henson’s Doodle Dreams.
The book is full of excellent life quotes, but that one always stuck with me the most. I interpret sense of wonder to mean curiosity and awe of the things you encounter, and I do believe that sharing that with someone else is a wonderful gift. Whether it’s while traveling, or just with day-to-day encounters… having an open and positive mind about what you encounter can lead you and whomever you are with to places you’ve never before imagined!
Okay, enough cheesiness. It’s just that reading that was a good reminder to me to keep that attitude!
And by the way… deep dish is my least favorite kind of pizza! But I like it when Steven makes it.
Deep dish is your least favorite type of pizza?!?!? Are you really a New York native moonlighting as a Midwesterner!?!? ;-P
Buah ha ha. Would you be surprised to hear I was thinking of you when I wrote this? I do prefer pan, double-dough, NYC style, thin, and then deep dish. I just don’t like soup on my dough. 🙂
Clearly I don’t have a sense of wonder (or observation) because I have never noticed that quote on your blog! But now I will, because I love it! I really don’t like Chicago style pizza- after all that time in Italy I like thin, wood-fired crust.
OMG, the pizza in Italy was just the best. Ahhhhh! I do NOT regret eating it almost every day. Potato and rosemary pizza?! Yes, please!
Deep dish is gross. Like I can eat a slice every 5 months, but I find it repulsive. Maybe because when I pick up the slice before dropping it on my plate I notice it weighs way too much and then I think about that cheesy dough brick sitting in my belly. Thin crust pizza is my jam. With no more than 3 ingredients.
I like your tag line. And somehow never noticed it until now… Mine used to me “pain is nothing compared to what it feels like to give in.” From an old cross country shirt I had… But now I am tag line less.
Yeah, one piece of deep dish is definitely enough, when you eat it. At least one pie goes a long way? Ha ha
I think the only other tagline I would know off hand is the one that you were using! 🙂
I noticed it! I always thought it was a charming and optimistic quote, but I never knew where it came from.
I thought this was going to be a post about pizza! 🙂 I prefer thin crust, but deep dish is nice every now and then (like, twice a year).
I actually didn’t realize that was a tag line! Like, I have a tag line and didn’t know it. I’m such a bad blogger. And I do love your quote – I think it’s just more fun to look at the world that way.
Tag lines are pretty cheesy! And usually gag worthy (healthy living one day at a time BARF). You’re not a bad blogger 😉
That is a wonderful quote 🙂 It’s easy to become jaded and it’s good to be reminded to maintain that sense of wonder.
And I would kill someone for a slice of Chicago style pizza right now. I’m doing the whole 30 and pizza has been the thing I miss most!
I *did* notice your tagline, and it always seemed “fitting” for you. I think my tagline is “à la mode” which is funny because I almost never eat pie (with or without ice cream), and I am not stylish at all. Maybe I should come up with a new one…
Deep dish is not my favorite either, but other than “thin crust,” I don’t know the other types of pizza. It’s all just crust with toppings. We have a sourdough pizza place near us, which I also just think of as “regular pizza.” I took my parents there though, and my stepdad was like “Ehhh…this crust is weird.” So I guess I’m not a pizza connoisseur!
Also, I’m totally afraid to go back and read some of my old blogs about my travels, like my summer abroad in France. I was so full of it and faux-deep. UGH.
Do you think you will come up with a new one?
Since Steven has been making pizza crust so much at home, I can definitely tell the differences between crusts now, when he makes them, and when we eat out 🙂 I don’t think I would dig the sour dough. But I could get behind a potato crust. Ha!
Ha ha ha! Hey, at least we are more mature now? 🙂