A recent family game we played cast Mama and the boys as police officers. I secured the role of a “bad pizza”. I needed to be caught and brought to jail. Then the police pulled off my pepperoni. Wait, that sounds wrong. But yeah, for some reason I was a bad pizza that had to be caught and then punished by being eaten. And yes, Doodles added a flourish to his character. He was a “mustache police”.
Just one of the many games we play. Was it a critique of the dinner we had just eaten? Perhaps.
“Pizza is a lot like sex. When it’s good, it’s really good. When it’s bad, it’s still pretty good.” — Woody Allen