I have to admit it. I am a brat. When I want something, I want it right away. If I don’t get what I want, a storm breaks. Last night, my latest “want” was pizza. I did not eat dinner on a birthday celebration we were invited to because I only had one thing in mind: pizza. If it wasn’t pizza, I wasn’t going to eat it. I’ve craved for pizza since Saturday. The thought of eating freshly made Calda’s…