Every Friday night at our house is pizza night. A time to eat freshly made pizza with homemade crust, hand tossed by my dad, prepared by my mom. Yum.
It is also the day that we listen to Air1, the Christian radio station, and sing loudly and jump and dance around the living room in between decorating each pizza.
Frankly, it’s totally awesome.
(I will update this post soon with the recipe for the pizza crust…)