Wood fired pizza is a surprisingly big part of both sides of my family. My granny (my dad’s mom) made a pizza oven in a class with North House Folk School. Now it’s in my grandparents back yard and we have frequent pizza parties there with homemade dough and lots of toppings. You get to make your own pizza or pizza’s and then you get to eat it and hang with lots of family and friends. The laughter swirls around you as you walk around chatting with your relatives knowing you will remember this fondly.  Pizza also has a big significance on my mom's side of the family. My grandpa built a whole little restaurant including a pizza oven called The Happy Otter Wood Fired Pizza. For a couple of years he had it open to the public and you could come and order pizza, drinks, and ice cream treats. A couple times I ran the cash register and took out orders. Unfortunately he had to close but that place will forever have many memories. 

– CEF

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