We often joke that our Saul learned how to make pizza in one of those small Neapolitan pizzeria’s you come across down a side street off a busy main road.
They are the places only frequented by a loyal local clientele and a few tourists in the know.
We have eaten at more than a few over the years and have never been disappointed.
All of which takes me back to Saul’s pizzas which stand equal to many of those we have had, and despite my best efforts mine have never come close to his.
We were talking just the other day and out of that conversation came the news that he had bought a pizza oven.
Now, Saul lives in an apartment in the heart of Warsaw, and there is no way that even a small wood burning pizza oven would fit or pass a safety check from the local municipal authorities.
So, instead he bought an electric four-minute oven which judging by the results looks pretty neat.
Eric from Swansea will no doubt tut, but we can’t all have the luxury of a purpose-built pizza oven and a ready supply of wood.
Leaving me just to reflect on the internationalism of food which some Brexiteers would rather deny.
For here is our Saul who was born in Chorlton making pizza in a Polish pizza oven admired by the Italian side of the family who were from Naples.
Location; Warsaw
Pictures; the magic pizza oven and the pizzas, 2021, from the collection of Saul Simpson
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