Going way back in time, this has to be 1964-1965, New Years Eve. And there was celebration with all the families in my Grandmother's 6 Flat building.
We went downstairs by my cousin Eddie, a WW II Vet that was shot up a day after the invasion at Omaha Beach, Purple Heart recipient. You guessed it, Guy Lombardo was playing away on the little TV, and Eddie (RIP) laid back on the Couch relaxing after a nice big dinner.
Our family friend, a woman who lived across the hall, Mary, made and brought in two Large Pepperoni Pizzas, that were I'd have to say my top 2-3 all time best Pizzas in my life. As far as a Pepperoni Pizza, Numero Uno! I never had better.
Everything about that Pizza was perfect! The Crust, the Sauce, the Cheese, and the Pepperoni gave such a great flavor, it was absolutely heaven, a moment in time that could never be forgotten.
Keep in mind I grew up in Chicago. When I was a kid, there was really no one who made a bad Pizza. No one ever knew what Deep Dish was back then. Always Tavern Thin, to Italian Bakery thick, no more.