This is undeniably a food town, so when a crisis hits, we have a lot of foodstuffs to choose from. There's food drives, food banks, drop offs at schools and churches, charitable organizations handing out supplies from the back of vans and trucks...we can mobilize a ton of resources to this area, if need be.
And when the going gets tough, the tough get pizza. From childhood, whenever a life event occurred the necessitated a change in the schedule, pizza delivery was the standard go-to food for the New York housewife. Busy day? Pizza. No-meat Fridays in a non-fish friendly family (you Catholic kids!)? Pizza! Too tired to cook? Too hot to use an oven? You see where this is going.
Happily for us, we have paisano's galore in this town to make our favorite food for us, right here in the city that made pizza famous. I was out on assignment taking pictures, and I couldn't help but notice that this week's blue paper recycling containers were filled mostly with the items that are the sign of our hometown hero, the pizza pie box.
I love you guys. Way to weather the storm!
