Rockstar being received by Birthday Boy, who is his taekwondo classmate
Little Kids in hats making their own pizza up ahead…
Little pizza chefs suiting up in disposable hats and aprons before being given wipes to clean their fingers before they start
Express Lady After They receive generous helpings of tomato base: Does anyone know how to spread the sauce around? Do you go “SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT”?
Miss: <nods her head enthusiastically><joyfully> YEEESSS!!!
(You don’t; you’re supposed to jiggle the pan about… )
jiggled the pan about earnestly trying to spread the sauce when told though (but the Pizza Express lady did the actual spreading for her)
Toppings Galore…
Mouth off at each other about their concoctions…
Hop off your seats with precious pizza pan in hands
Bowl all the adults over with cute overload from all the little paper hats and aprons queueing nicely to cook their pizzas
(Child labour never looked so good)
Killing time (and apparently a balloon dolphin with petting) while they wait for their pizzas to cook…
Birthday Dad is the little kiddie party entertainer!
(Gutsy move – because sure, you can occasionally look dorky to colleagues, strangers, friends…. but God forbid you ever look uncool to your kid’s friends! Oh, the horror! You guys with kids getting older, you know what I’m sayin’ right?)
Did he pull through? <suspense> One mum turns to me and whispers, “(Kind of OMG) Does he do that as his full-time job?” So the verdict is: Yes, he pulled through (but no I don’t know the answer to that 😀 Big Ben and Cheese Brothers, the really popular British children’s party performers and comedians are dads too – I think they mentioned somewhere in their acts……. Which is where I guess the question came from 🙂 )
Then it’s moment of truth time!
Proof of the pudding……..
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Y-eah she didn’t stop eating for quite a long time.
The yummy end.
Epilogue:
The Miss insisted on bringing the dolphin home. The taxi queue was easily 50 people and no cabs outside Times Square on a weekend and so we ducked into the train station…
Where they immediately stopped us and gave us the bag for the dolphin 🙂
A different kind of birthday party but a good one where children learn to make their own pizza but the pizza is too big to be eaten by one child. Did they get back the pizza that they prepared? How do they keep track of which pizza belongs to which child when the pizzas are in the oven?
The kids have numbers written on their hats and the pans go into the oven after they write the numbers on in chalk.. They do the same and pack the pizzas nicely to be taken home.. Guess the pizza is big so the kids have more stuff to make.. The restaurant is very generous about providing toppings for them and also wipes – I think they cleaned their hands up to 3 times while making the pizza..