My favourite meal

At the age of 11 I was lucky to visit Italy; this country charmed me at once: I really liked its narrow streets, always smiling and friendly people, a bit strange but very peculiar way of life but most of all I was impressed by their cuisine. Now I’ve tasted many cuisines among which there are Japanese, French, Chinese, and Mediterranean cuisines but I’m still sure that Italian dishes are the tastiest in the world, especially pizza.

Though I’m quite a big girl I still clearly remember my feelings when I eat pizza for the first time. I remember a waiter who approached the table with my large pizza and put it in front of me. I closed my eyes and smelled it. The smell of pizza was unfamiliar but very taking, I liked it at once. As soon as I opened my eyes my attention was attracted by cheese on the pizza which melted in unusual form, it reminded me Africa. I spent several seconds gazing at my pizza and trying to find other peculiar forms but then gave up and started to eat it.

That day I thought that pizza was the most delicious meal in the world; frankly speaking, I haven’t changed my mind till now. I really adore it. When I invite my friends to my place to spend evening watching a film I usually order a pizza or two, every my birthday we celebrate in a pizza restaurant (each time it is a different pizza restaurant) and when I’m in good mood for cooking something delicious more often I cook pizza. It is really the tastiest meal for me!

I also want to admit that when I eat pizza I always recall sweet moments from my childhood, and if I’m in a bad mood flavory pizza can always improve it. For me pizza is not an ordinary meal it’s a magic part of my childhood that’s why eating of pizza is a special ritual for me.