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Pizza- Rhymed Acrostic

~ PIZZA ~ P- Piping hot, pungently brought directly to your alabaster cloth covered table. I- Italian, intoxicating, heady aroma, I eat all that I am physically able. Z- Zestfully, I first sip some beautiful, heady, imported chilled, Italian Chianti. Z- Zealously, I eat it all, as for pizza, there is no food that bewitching that makes a body so mighty. A- Affection to Italy's gift to the planet, I say "Grazie per Pizza", that makes this planet ever so sweet and totally smiley! (In Memory of My Uncle~ Peter Marchetti) May 21, 2020 9:30am PST Poem# 1,285

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Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 5/22/2020 11:16:00 AM

Can you imagine a world without Pizza - never, hope Pizza deliveries soar for evermore - in life after Covid - 19. Blessings, Jennifer.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/22/2020 11:54:00 AM

Obviously, we both are pizza freaks. Prefer it in restaurants, with humans, love, memories and laughter.)) I still am a vibrant human being in love with other human beings. And not in hiding from anyone or anything. Boxes? Yuck? A tablecloth, please. One cannot converse or laugh with boxes. Free as a lark, goofy as a jaybird, Panagiota xoxo Have the most joyful day ever, thank you

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 5/22/2020 7:55:00 AM

Your uncle probably loved this so much!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/22/2020 9:07:00 AM

Right on! A funperson who loves life. Very much like youL Panagiota xoxo

Krish Radhakrishna

Date: 5/21/2020 4:31:00 PM

Great Write Panagiota! Peter’s Pizza by Panagiota! You made that Pizza look hot and ready for my K and F! I ate pizza in Milan and was so different from what I get in UK or US! Italian Pizza is special!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/21/2020 5:08:00 PM

Krish~ what an extraordinary man he was. He could cook anything genuinely Italian. I am sure pizza is different in Milan! He grew his own grapes and made wine! Italian salad so different than Ameican salad. He died of cancer at 70! Was a shock to all family, friends, too.never saw a restaurant like the Como Inn since..such love and service! Was my daughter, Maria's godfather, too! Blessings, Panagiota xoxo

Tom Cunningham

Date: 5/21/2020 2:29:00 PM

These food poems make my stomach rumble. I love pizza, all kinds. Lovely tribute to your uncle Peter. Tom

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/21/2020 4:14:00 PM

Pizza, pizza! The delight of eating one. Chicago had only one Pizza Parlor when I was young. We had to eat there Or it was placed in a shiny paper bag. The car windows would steam up in winter. That scent in the car of oregano and garlic was so amazing. These were pre box, pre plastic days. Of family, warmth, closeness and love. My uncle, like you, was a charming man. Kind, sweet!! Panagiota xoxo

Robert L. Hinshaw

Date: 5/21/2020 2:18:00 PM

Dear Panagiota: A very "tasteful" write - made me hungry reading it! Thanks for commenting on the Joe Biden thing and you are absolutely right in all you said! I spent 30 years in the Air Force but sometimes I wonder if my service was in vain especially since the way things are going. Lord help us all. Stay safe - Bob

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/21/2020 4:07:00 PM

Dear Robert, Plenty of Americans and non-Americans do know the sacrifices you made for not only our country but for many others. Education Worlwide Paint the USA as evil. So be it, Robert. My grandson is able to attend a private school because you protected our right to worship. He speaks freely. I have no need to stay safe or to stay well. Honestly. Remember? "There is nothing to fear but fear itself." I don't fear Robert. A waste of time. We are in God's hands. Some don't agree, that's OK. Freedom is about the right to own your own soul. The virus is not a god. I refuse to adore it or be its slave. Panagiota xoxo

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 5/21/2020 12:39:00 PM

Hello Panagiotsa, You made me feel like I was enjoying a pizza in Italy. A very tasty poem. Enjoy your day my friend. Hugs Darlene xxxx-ooo.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 5/21/2020 2:14:00 PM

Hello panagiota, you are welcomed. I enjoy many types of pizzas. Sharing a pizza with friends is in good company. Yes more fun to be served pizza. Enjoy your day my friend. Hugs Darlene xxx-ooo.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/21/2020 1:17:00 PM

Hello, Darlene~ love how this poem made you feel! I have had so many good memories over sharing pizza with friends! Pizza and sharing just match!! A tasty poem! How nice! I once served pizza as a waitress in a restaurant.)) but more fun to be served pizza than to serve it, thanks, faithful friend. Panagiota xoxo

Arturo Michael

Date: 5/21/2020 12:22:00 PM

A fun write indeed...Zesty...Well done

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/21/2020 12:38:00 PM

Hello, Arturo. I thought this would be an easy write. Nothing is easy for me. Fun, yes. Now I want pizza...drooling here))) Thank you for reading and commenting, Arturo. In appreciation. Panagiota xoxo