THE PASSION FOR PIZZA
Where did the passion for food come from?
(Both Alex & Matt [Pictured]) - It’s in the blood! Growing up, we would always have meals at our grandparents' place. We also come from an Italian family, so it’s obvious that we loved making our food and playing around with the ingredients.
What’s the best memory of food that you’ve had... at your Nonna’s (for example)?
Alex: I guess, being in the shed at my grandparents’ place, we had fire ovens with stove tops. Every Sunday, we’d have lunch there, together, as a family. I remember one particular time when it was raining and freezing. We were all sitting in the shed with a bit of light and we had this freshly cooked pasta, pizza, and bread. It was the best meal of my life.
You earlier mentioned that “food is in your blood” - can you tell me more about what this means?
Matt: When I was a kid, I remember I used to help with making sauce. We’d make it together, as a family, in the backyard. Being a 1st born grandson, it was a huge privilege to be able to put the cap on the bottle after boiling the tomatoes, running them through the machine for mixing, and seasoning them. After bottling, we’d help with cooking the sauce in a drum that had been fired up. This would seal and preserve the sauce for later use. It was a fun event, where we grew up appreciating and loving the food made by our family members for each other.