Thought for the Week
Can you remember your last pizza?
Was it pepperoni or margharita? Was it deep-pan, thin crust, or cheese stuffed? Was it folded over like Calzone? Was it from your own oven, was it in a restaurant or was it delivered to your door? How did it smell? When will you next eat another one?
I have a new appreciation of pizzas thanks to children from one of our local primary schools. At this year’s harvest celebration they told the story of ham and pineapple pizza.
They told the story of the pineapple which came from Kenya (5,500 miles they reckoned), the flour which came from the United States ( 4,000 miles), tomatoes from Spain (1,200 miles), cheese from Italy ( 1,100 miles), ham from France ( 600 miles) and mushrooms from just up the road in Scotland (probably only 200 miles). The humble ham and pineapple pizza had a combined journey of about 12,600 miles, before that final journey of about 30 centimetres from our table to our taste buds. When you included drivers, farmers, growers, sellers there were at least 200 people involved in getting it there.
I was struck by how important this was to our young people. They said it was vital to remember all the people who made, transported and sold their pizza. We talked about the importance of eating slowly and of not consuming in seconds what had taken years to produce. And they spoke of the importance of giving thanks for the pizza, thanks for the people behind it, and also (and this was not through my prompting) to God. Harvest is an invitation to remember that behind all good things there is the generous hand of God. Thank God for ham and pineapple pizza. Rev. Neil Glover, Flemington and Hallside Church