Pineapple Pizza

There’s a pizza place in my old hometown that now boasts, of all things, pumpkin spice pizza. Another of their culinary creations is peanut butter and jelly pizza, as well as a couple other dessert varieties (such as nutella and cannoli cream). They also have a taco pizza, chicken pot pie pizza, and even a country style type which features chicken, mashed potatoes, and gravy. Naturally, they’ve got your typical varieties of pizza too – pepperoni, sausage, peppers and onions… But one thing that you won’t find at this pizza place is pineapple. No Hawaiian pizza, no pineapple… Not on pizza. And why is that? Because pineapple doesn’t belong on pizza.

Now don’t get me wrong – I’ve tried that Hawaiian style pizza before. I’m all for not knocking it until you’ve tried it. So some years ago, when some friends were getting Hawaiian pizza, I tried it. I didn’t understand then what the fad was all about, and I don’t understand it now. I ate a slice, maybe two, because I was hungry. Any port in a storm, right? That day’s port happened to be ham and pineapple pizza. It’s a port I promised I would never return to. It just wasn’t good. And while I realize that many of those pizza varieties I mentioned above also cannot truly be classified as pizza, neither can pineapple on pizza truly be called pizza.

So why am I writing a post about pineapple on pizza? Because it’s my very first blog post and I needed something to write about. Sure, I could’ve started with #takeaknee that I keep seeing on Facebook and that everyone is up in arms about… But I figured a more whimsical post would be a better idea for my first blog post (I’ll still likely post my thoughts on #takeaknee at some point soon). So, there you go: my thoughts on pineapple on pizza. A little something to laugh at in a blog that I promise you will soon be full of thoughts on current events, religion, faith, spirituality, daily prayers, and meditative exercises.

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