bravos

once upon a time, i worked in a tiny pizza shop.

i was a freshman in high school and it was my first job.

and my favorite job ever!

the owner, my boss, was a sweet old french man with a slight temper.

i loved him and all my co-workers.

i made gourmet pizza and bread sticks drenched in butter and parmesan.

it was the best pizza in town.

as soon as i got my drivers license, i delivered these pizzas all over town.

i zoomed up and down the streets of lompoc in my white honda civic.

i was good.

like, really good.

my best friend got a job with me, and i dated one of my co-workers.

it was the best. we all had a blast and would stay late, or hang out afterwards.

plus, i made so much money; enough to enjoy high school  shopping sprees and save money for europe.

last weekend, i went back to my old stomping grounds to show off my cute family.

i hadn't been there in 6 years. 

it's exactly the same

and so was my boss, andre.

andre greeted me with a huge hug and just adored my children.

he helped them make their own bread sticks and fed us till we were stuffed.

 my little chefs:

i'm still a pro!

 paisley, me, andre, david, & kavi. carter not pictured

i have such good memories from this place and all the people there. 

it was a blast to visit again with david and my kiddos.

i'll always be thankful for bravos pizza!