Two years ago, we celebrated Oliver's two-year mission with a
farewell dinner for him, and I cooked all of his favorite foods.
As per the Nielson tradition, tonight, he cooked his favorite
food from Brazil for all of us!
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And we expect Gigs
(and Lottie, if she chooses to serve a mission)
to do it, too.
It's one of our favorite family traditions.
Ollie ran the kitchen; the girls and I were around to be his
assistants. I made the pizza sauce, and Claire and Jane
talked to him in Portuguese while listening to their favorite
Brazilian music.
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Oliver fell in love with Brazilian pizza.
Most of the photos he would send us from Brazil were of him
eating, making, and visiting his favorite pizza joints.
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Especially because of the cheese and chocolate crust.
It's not like Pizza Hut stuffed crust.
These pizzas have different cheese and chocolate that, luckily,
we found at our local Hispanic Market.
(Thank goodness he didn't have to pack it home).
After church, he prepared the pizza dough he had learned
from befriending master pizza makers.
It needed hours to rise.
Then, later this evening, he rolled it out and added the toppings.
I was super impressed.
It was, like, better pizza dough than mine.
I mean, here's my son who's essentially never cooked a day in his life
come home from being away for two whole years, show me up
by making primo pizzas WITHOUT a recipe.
I was totally intimidated!
Then Christian cooked them in our wood-fired pizza oven outside.
We ate a variety of different kinds of pizzas with the famous
Brazilian drink, Guaraná.
I set the table using cute yellow placemats he brought home for me.
He knows me so well.
Welcome home, son!
