The toll of standing on my feet for 6, 8, 10 hours straight, standing just a foot away from a 900 degree oven and well, actually working hard culminated in this equation: me + lots of snot = done. It broke me. But it was amazing, hilarious, fun, ridiculous and delicious.
I don't even remember yesterday, Day 3, because it is now a complete and total blur. There was more dough, there were LOTS of pizzas, including the heavy and time-consuming quattro stagione, and lots of double cheek kissing bye byes.
Pepe is the owner and the one with the mustache. Jose (in white) was our patient, sweet, wonderful teacher and expert pizza maker.
