When your brother is a World Champion pizza maker and says ” hey, I made you a pie” you listen. When it is lunch time and it’s one of your favorites, you really listen. I find that anything you have on a daily basis and is always available to you seems to be taken for granted. Once in a while you snap into the moment and realize just how lucky you are. Today was one of those moments. We have pizza everyday. Not just some “pizza” but a truly good pizza made with fresh mozzarella, handmade dough, a fantastic sauce and cooked in a revolving, wood burning brick oven to boot. Pizza people from all over the world, some of them pizza royalty, come by to say hello, shoot the breeze and enjoy talking pizza over a fresh hot pie. I take it for granted most of the time but when my little brother told me he made a pie today it hit home. I realized how truly lucky I am to have my brother beside me every day, working with me, creating with me and enjoying this mixed bag of tricks called life. I want to take a moment to say “thank you Scot for that great pizza and thanks for being my brother.