Here's looking at you, kid...

In these wooden palettes, Al Santillo proofs the dough that rises to become the basis for his terrific pizza...

Some will recognize the title of today's post, borrowed from the title of a great early collection of John McPhee's shorter pieces, including one in which he harvests onions and digs one out of the ground, wipes off the dirt and bites into it like an apple. And it tastes good. Anyway, no onions or apples in today's Plain Sight, just a beautiful, old-fashioned set of scales, dusted with a great pizzamaker's flour.

Stopped in at Santillo's Brick Oven Pizza in Elizabeth recently for the killer pie Al Santillo calls the Grandpa, which is a big crunchy square pie loaded with the works...

Two extremes of four-wheeled transportation on either side of a fence...

Or, behold the bread! For pizza this good is indeed the staff of life...

Always a fan of hip-hop music, I joined a crowd of upbeat teenagers at the Ritz Theatre in Elizabeth, to watch local dance crews showcase their talent.