Pizza in the 50s
Some of my high school shots of my “acorn” haircut. I did it myself in an attempt to do a “pixie,” but my friends all called mine the “acorn.” This was in the 50s when pizza was emerging as THE thing all the teens were crazy about. So, one weekend, my sister and I had some girlfriends over and we were going to MAKE a pizza from a box kit. We followed the directions perfectly. The crust looked very thin, the sauce from the can was like paste, and the cheese was grated in a little package. We spread the dough in the pan, put the sauce on, and sprinkled the cheese. It baked and smelled okay, and the five of us were anxious to taste the funny looking thing in the oven. I took a hot pad and pulled the pan out. As I pulled it, it tilted and I couldn’t keep it steady. You guessed it. It flipped over and splat on the floor. Five teenage girls were screaming. My dad came running. I was crying trying to scrape our pizza off the floor. My dad yelled his usual obscenities and told us to go back upstairs where we had been gossiping about the boys in the neighborhood. My dad cleaned up the pizza mess and called me down. He gave me $2 for us to go get 12-cent burgers. My flippin’ pizza
- Gramma
My sister and our friend Phillis. I was on the couch.
The “Acorn”
Another shot of the high school “acorn” cut.