The trouble with eating Italian food is that five or six days later you're hungry again. ~ George Miller
We made our pizzas last night with ham and fistfuls of mozarella cheese on a base of tomato paste, and whatever else could be found in the fridge to perk them up for the grown-ups. It was also 'movie night' when we bunker down with water bottles, slippers, knee rugs and cushions. This week's feature was Casper and Wendy, a 1990s rendition starring a young Hilary Duff. It was awful. I dithered about cleaning and made a chocolate pudding instead of sitting down. It seemed to appeal to the children enough for them to persevere without collective moaning but I don't think it is up there as one of their all time favourites. It received a bit of a bland reception - no belly laughs, shared intakes of breath or intense subdued moments. The pizza was more memorable by far.
Their homely fare dispatch’d, the hungry band
Invade their trenchers next, and soon devour,
To mend the scanty meal, their cakes of flour.
Ascanius this observ’d, and smiling said:
“See, we devour the plates on which we fed.”
Virgil, The Aeneid.