The best way to celebrate is, of course, with pizza. If you don't have any pizza, a book will do. But not just any book - it's got to be a book about pizza, of course. Or at least have pizza in the title. Here are three you can find at our library.
For the youngest readers, Extra cheese, please! Mozzarella's journey from cow to pizza, by Cris Peterson with photographs by Alvis Upitis.
Every Friday on their farm, Cris Peterson and her family make pizza. The cool thing - the cheese they use on top of the pizza comes from the cows in their own barn. Chris and her husband, Gary, own and run a dairy farm in Wisconsin. In this clear and concisely written book, Chris shows the steps of cheese making, beginning with the moment a calf is born and its mother first gives milk. Alvis Upitis, an internationally known photographer, has documented the process from start to finish. Bonus: there's a recipe for pizza included at the back.
Older readers might enjoy reading The diary of Melanie Martin, or, How I survived Matt the Brat, Michelangelo, and the Leaning Tower of Pizza, by Carol Weston. We're not supposed to snoop in other people's diaries. It's rude. But in this book we've got permission....
You will never in a million years guess where we're going.
Nope. Guess again. Never mind. I'll tell you. Italy! We're going to ITALY! In Europe!! Across the ocean!!! I even have a passport. It's really cool, except I'm squinting my eyes in the photo so I look like a dork. At least that's what my brother said. I call him Matt the brat. You would too. Trust me. . . .
Ten-year old Melanie is off to Italy on a family vacation with her art-obsessed mom, her grumpy dad, and her annoyingly cute 6-year-old brother. But Italy isn't exactly everything Melanie expects it to be. As she discovers Michelangelo, gelato, and the joy of penning poetry, she also discovers how much her crazy family really means to her. Maybe she won't trade them in after all.
Playing for pizza, by John Grisham.
This is the story of Rick Dockery, a third-string quarterback for the Cleveland Browns. In the AFC Championship game against Denver, to the surprise and dismay of virtually everyone, Rick actually got into the game. With a 17-point lead and just minutes to go, Rick provided what was arguably the worst single performance in the history of the NFL. Overnight, he became a national laughingstock and, of course, was immediately cut by the Browns and shunned by all other teams.
But all Rick knows is football, and he insists that his agent, Arnie, find a team that needs him. Against enormous odds Arnie finally locates just such a team and informs Rick that, miraculously, he can in fact now be astarting quarterback. Great, says Rick—for which team?
The mighty Panthers of Parma, Italy. Turns out that Italians do play American football, and the Parma Panthers desperately want a former NFL player—any former NFL player—at their helm. So Rick reluctantly agrees to play for the Panthers and heads off to Italy. He has never been to Europe, is clueless about where Parma is located, and doesn’t speak or understand a word of Italian.