Pizza Tmnt Novels & Stories

I let out a sigh and said, "Fine! Then I want Roasted mushroom pizza, meatballs al forno, ravioli, braised short rib, dipping oil for the rib and a tiramisu." "There's wine on the menu. Don't you want it?" "Don't tempt me, Mr Martinez. Otherwise, you'll be the one who has to drag me around if I get drunk." After the food arrived, "Delicious food and incredible atmosphere. I love this place! We should come here often. It feels like a vacation place from a busy schedule." And continued eating my ravioli. He gave a nod and continued eating his food. After a while, Mr Martinez stopped the car in front of a mountain with a nameboard Sunny Brae forest.

Zander asked without looking up from his phone. “Ham and pineapple,” I said, just to see what he would do. “We’re getting separate pizzas,” he muttered. “It was a joke; I like Supreme or the works,” I said, hoping he hadn’t ordered my mom’s favorite and my least. He sighed. “Are you going to give me a smartass answer about the crust too?” “I don’t really care about the crust as long as it’s cooked,” I told him. He rolled his eyes and then poked in the options on his phone.

Seeing them laugh made it all worth it. “This table! This one!” my son shouted. “Yes, let’s sit here,” I said, sliding into the booth. A young waiter walked over, holding a small notepad and smiling kindly. “Hi there! Welcome to Tom’s. What can I get for you all tonight?” The kids looked at each other and then at me. “Go ahead,” I said, nodding. “We want four pepperoni pizzas!” my son said proudly. “And can we have chocolate ice cream too?” my youngest daughter added, already licking her lips.

She firmly shook my hand, and asked if I wanted some pizza. The look on Draven’s face should have told me to say no, but I didn’t. I gladly took a slice, and as soon as I bit into it, my mouth was on fire. “Oh my goddess, what is that?” I asked. Draven laughed and told me that it was a simple pesto pizza with Powder Hounds special hot sauce. I should have known. Draven can’t eat anything without it burning the soul out of your body. “My sister can’t eat super spicy food. It messes with her stomach,” Draven explained. I was thankful he didn’t go into detail why, because it’s not something I like to talk about.

I hadn’t eaten since breakfast. Reaching into my glove compartment, I pulled out a crumpled flyer for Tony’s Pizza and called in a quick order for a large pepperoni with extra cheese. Ten minutes later, a teenager on a scooter rolled up beside my car and handed me the box through the window. I tipped him, and the smell of garlic, grease, and crust filled the air inside like a cheap blessing. As I took my first bite, savoring the molten cheese on my tongue, my phone buzzed again.

I answered. He laughed and I looked at the man with him who was silent. Damian whispered something there but I didn't hear what it was. Silent boy just shook his head and looked up at me to speak. "Two slices of pepperoni pizza, chicken tenders and fries, two cheese burgers, and one vegetable salad," he told me. I nodded while listing their orders. I looked at them because they might add something to the order. "How about drinks, Sir?" I asked. "Oh! Two mango shakes," he added.

“Oh my god! This is embarrassing, but last night I dreamt about pizza because I wanted it so badly. Isn’t that sad?” “Yeah…” Singto was trying to focus on anything other than the numbers he kept seeing floating next to each of the food items, but it wasn’t going so well. “Singto… are you okay?” “Of course, I am… why wouldn’t I be?” He said this as he made himself a place with two pieces of pizza and a handful of fries. Even if he knows that this won’t stay in him for long, he will act the part for as long as he must.

I hissed. "I'll call you later." I casually uttered. "Uhm," He responded with half a laugh. I hung up the call. Thorn was making his way to our table. I know that he was concerned or better to say have pity on me. He put down the try that contains our food. He knitted his jeans before sitting on the chair in a vacant chair in front of me. I could see he had his silent prayer before he bit the pizza. I could not help, but smile. I also had my silent prayer before devouring a slice of pepperoni pizza. Back then, I was just eating the basic pizza, I mean you can never go wrong with a classic. It was usually had some combination of different ingredients, the olive oils, olives, tomato, mozzarell

A Taste Of Something Better. “Wow, Mom, Dad? This is really delicious. It’s different from the pizzas I have ever tried!" Theo exclaimed. He kept eating and eating, his eyes gleaming. “Back at the orphanage, we’ve only tried Slice District and Crust and Crown.” Silas frowned, hearing that. Slice District and Crust and Crown were low cost pizza brands. They were good, but such brands often used highly processed cheese and canned tomato sauces. He was about to educate his son when Noelle beat him to it.

The buzzer rang and she got up to attend to it, opening the door, it was the pizza guy. "Okay, so two Tikka Chickens, one Mexican Fiesta and the Chicken Crammed-Decker" he finished off reading and looked up at me, "damn you're hot," he said and Kaleb was immediately behind her. "Say something boy?" he asked and the boy quickly shook his head no handing him the boxes of pizza, Ray was trying so hard not to burst out in laughter. "Don't be so scared of him, he is just a grumpy old fool. You're cute." she told him and Kaleb growled, "Thank you, take a huge tip." she said as Kaleb closed the door.