regarding New Zealand: Eating pizza in another country other than Brooklyn, NY is always a gamble.
Truly.
A lesson passed down from a true master pizza chef to all apprentices is that even the mere presence of a pineapple within 50 feet of the oven used to cook a pizza renders all future pizzas rancid and tainted; the only proper recourse is to either get a Sicilian priest to exorcise it, or to sell it to Canada.
Just pointing out that the necessary implication of this sentence is that Brooklyn is a country.
Thinking ....
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Now, it if it is Chicago-style casserole, uh, i mean "Pizza," it doesn't matter what's on it, that's a generational trauma that needs to be avoided.
Where do bad folks go when they die?
To be clear, the above post is regarding the original purpose of this thread, not pineapple on pizza.
regarding New Zealand: Eating pizza in another country other than Brooklyn, NY is always a gamble.