Before I learn to “really” make pizzas in Italy, I must share my adorable little pita pizzas that are requested on a daily basis by my family. They may snub up their noses when I make broccoli salad or smothered kale, but not when I pull out the pitas, pizza sauce, and veggies. It is absolutely delicious and tastes better than any take-out pizza you’ll ever eat. I have all sorts of variations to this recipe that I’ll have to share while I’m gone this month learning to cook like an Italian. I may return and be embarrassed to call this a pizza, but for now it’s my version of what a pizza should be.