Growing up in my hometown, pizza parlors were a dime a dozen. Pizza was practically a daily affair in our household. The idea of opting for frozen pizzas was nearly unheard of, and on the rare occasions we did give in to it, it was usually some budget rectangular pizza that barely resembled the real deal. Those Stouffer’s French Bread Pizza commercials were a common sight on TV, and whenever those red boxes caught my eye at the supermarket, my curiosity got the best of me. But every time I brought it up, I'd get a firm "no."