{"id":110,"date":"2002-07-23T08:42:01","date_gmt":"2002-07-23T12:42:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/wordpress\/pizza_olympics"},"modified":"2002-07-23T08:42:01","modified_gmt":"2002-07-23T12:42:01","slug":"pizza_olympics","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/2002\/07\/pizza_olympics.html","title":{"rendered":"Pizza Olympics"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have, or rather, <em>had<\/em>, leftover pizza in my fridge.  Leftover pizza makes me think that things are all right with the world.  After all, you never know when those thugs from the Bachelor&#8217;s Union (Local 237) are going to kick down my door and do a surprise inspection.  &#8220;Stained carpets?  Check.  Mismatched flatware? Check.  No vegetables in the vegetable drawer?  Check.  Hey, waitasecond&#8230; no beer in the fridge&#8230; no big screen TV&#8230; no surround-sound stereo system&#8230;  Youze got anything you want to <em>explain<\/em> to us, Mister Goer?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, the pizza was from Don Amici&#8217;s, recommended by my <a href=\"http:\/\/www.auros.org\/\" title=\"who really looks nothing like me, come to think of it\">cousin Michael<\/a>.  Don Amici&#8217;s is not bad, but it&#8217;s no <a href=\"http:\/\/www.stuftpizza.com\/\" title=\"although they didn't have a website back when I worked there\">Stuft Pizza<\/a>.  Ah, Stuft Pizza.  I worked there for a couple of years in high school with my old friends Eric and Jason.  The best part was that I learned how to throw the pizzas.  This was the high-status job, not for rookies.  First you bussed.  Then you decorated pizzas (added toppings). Then you worked the oven.  And <em>then<\/em> you got to throw.  Unless you were a girl, of course.  Then you skipped directly to Stage 2 and stayed there.  Blatantly sexist, I know.  The only exception was the owner&#8217;s cousin, Zelia.  She was allowed to throw because although she was only four-foot-nine, she had the Strength of the Undead.  We had a love-hate relationship, Zelia and I.<\/p>\n<p>Where was I? Pizza-throwing.  Now, when you see the old Italian guys in the movies throwing pizzas (usually while singing <em>O Sole Mio<\/em> or some such), you&#8217;re seeing The Basic Throw.  Pizza goes up.  Pizza spins lazily in the air.  Pizza falls.  Catch, repeat.  Basically, this is the throw for little kids, cripples, invalids, and movie actors dressed to look like old Italian guys.  Any pizza thrower worth his or her salt has mastered the <cite>continual<\/cite> throw, where you use both hands to rapidly spin the pizza like a turntable.  Not only does this look cooler, but it flattens the dough much faster to boot.  One you&#8217;ve mastered <em>that<\/em> throw, you work on the <cite>one-handed continual throw<\/cite>.  After that, the <cite>off-hand one-handed continual throw<\/cite>.    And after that&#8230; the pinnacle of pizzeria <a href=\"http:\/\/www.dictionary.com\/search?q=puissance\" title=\"Power; might\">puissance<\/a>, the mighty <cite>Double<\/cite>.  Two pizzas spinning continuously, one with each hand.  I never figured out how to do it.  I was able to do both of the continual throws, but never at the same time.  A few more months at the pizza place, and I would have had it, I think.  Maybe I woulda hit the big time.  The <a href=\"http:\/\/www.google.com\/search?q=%22pizza+olympics%22\" title=\"There really is one, you know\">Pizza Olympics<\/a>.  Hey, I was just a crazy mixed-up kid with a head full of dreams, you know?  But instead I went off to college and studied far less practical things.  And that, as they say, was that.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>And after that&#8230; the pinnacle of pizzeria puissance, the mighty <cite>Double<\/cite>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-110","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=110"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=110"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=110"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.goer.org\/Journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=110"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}