As I’m running off the field at the end of the field hockey game, I see my dad waiting for me on the sidelines with a friendly smile on his face. I quickly gather my equipment and rush over to the car, my stomach rumbling with hunger. My dad unlocked the doors, and I threw my bag in the backseat and hopped in the front with excitement. We start heading over to one of my dad’s favorite local spots, Dominick’s Pizza. This place was a small, family-owned pizzeria in my New Jersey hometown who served up the most delicious pizza I have ever tasted. From the basic pepperoni cheese pizzas to crazy macaroni and cheese pizzas, Dominick’s had it all. The combinations were so creative, and the chef was always experimenting with new ideas. We finally pull up to the restaurant, and my anticipation could not wait much longer.
After a long, exhausting game of field hockey, the only thing on my mind was sharing 
a pie of Dominick’s tortellini alfredo pizza with my dad. We both shared a love for this deliciously creamy combination. As we walk inside the chef greets us at the counter, and we place our order for one large tortellini alfredo pie and two large sodas. I pick a table to sit at while my dad gets our drinks, and wait patiently for our food. Within 10 minutes, the chef brings the pie over to our table, cheese freshly melted and crust perfectly golden brown. As I take my first bite, I indulge in the flavors of the soft tortellini, creamy alfredo sauce, melty mozzarella, and the freshness of the garnish of parsley on top. It was a satisfaction like no other after a heavy workout. Sharing this experience with my dad was truly special, because we would stop at Dominick’s after every field hockey game. Whether I won or lost, my dad always proved to be proud of me no matter what, and that is a memory that I can thank this small, New Jersey pizzeria for.
