...while we're all waiting to hear from Phil and Frank...
First, I craft it of the dough my wife makes.
Then I pop it in the oven. This year, I made a second pizza for my youngest boys, who don't share my love for all-you-can-pile-on topping.
Then out it comes. You may note that one half features God's good gifts of olives and mushrooms, while the other is crafted for "weaker brethren" (or, in this case, sistren).
Not, I think, my thickest pizza. But we ate it, and thanked God for His blessings.
Hope you all had a Merry Nativity!