Fast Food - Dominoes

Dominos Pizza

When Grandad has gone to my aunties, we get Dominos.

It´s my job to set the table. I slide the place mats in every direction. I sprint to the cutlery draw and grab - wait I realised you don't need knifes and forks for pizza. So instead I rush to the cupboard to grab as many plates I can. I carry them like a waitress back to the table.

The second my mum opened the box, a delicious smell filled the air. It smelt cheesy and spicy. A grin spread across my face. I can't say I eat neatly. No. I stuffed my mouth with as much pizza as possible.

While I let my tummy settle, I eye the pizza that is left. I can't eat it. But I´ve got to admit, I love pizza.

By Katelynn M

3.8.18