An old Pizza

It was a beautiful summer day, with only eight years, towards some heat on
vacation and mother were wondering what do we do today? To which I said I
wanted to do something different, I do not want to go anywhere, I have
laziness, both my mother and grandmother were watching, - as di what you
want? I want to cook, what are you going to cook? Pizza, that's taken, I do
not care. My grandmother told my mom you buy things and take care of the
rest, my grandmother dictate the list of things I wrote everything I asked and
my mom went to the supermarket, while both seek the tray and prepare the
oven, when he returned my mom started the preparation of the dough and
let rest, then we prepare the sauce and chop the ingredients finally take
some dough to form the base, add the sauce and bake ingredients and
enjoy a rich pizza; my grandmother with all the patience in the world was me
indicating to do, taught me to cut the ingredients, prepare the dough, this
was a great cooking lesson, but above all a great show of love and patience,
she guides me and He says to do in many cases, but mostly serves me
when I need.

Mara Luisa Ramrez Arenal.

Garca

Aaron Posadas