When I was in Junior High School, I took a cooking class. Fridays were "free cook" days, where the kitchen groups could make any food they liked. One of our kitchen mates had a father who owned a pizza place. Every Friday his father would pull up at the back door with an uncooked pizza, and into the oven at 500 degrees it would go. I would bring Cokes, and the other dude brought ice cream. It was very John Hughes.
When I was in Junior High School, I took a cooking class. Fridays were "free cook" days, where the kitchen groups could make any food they liked. One of our kitchen mates had a father who owned a pizza place. Every Friday his father would pull up at the back door with an uncooked pizza, and into the oven at 500 degrees it would go. I would bring Cokes, and the other dude brought ice cream. It was very John Hughes.