My sister e-mailed me two weeks before Easter. Her message was only one word in length: Sammy’s! I knew exactly what she meant. Later we confirmed the date and time.
Even though we live hundreds of miles away from one another and there are countless places where we can meet for dinner, the Anderson family always agrees to meet at Sammy’s when we get together for the holidays.
This year four generations of the Anderson family gathered to share six pizzas the Saturday before Easter. Great grandfather Norm gives the thumbs up to the camera as he finished almost a quarter of a pizza himself.
Our family loves to tell stories and eat pizza. The holidays just would not be the same without a piping hot, thin crust Sammy’s Special.
Memorial Day…see you at Sammys!