A pizza pie!

Last Saturday night when the Girards were here before our ski trip on Sunday, we made pizzas. Growing up so close to the mafia in Rye, Maxwell had never made one, so he was quite proud of his creation. Plain, with extra cheese, but well balanced.

His father, meanwhile, demonstrated that there might be some mafia blood in his family. Nobody's ever been sure what Brian Girard did for a living.

Everyone enjoyed themselves, including Sara, who julienned vegetables for the grown-up pie.