No Pineapple on Pizza: An Italian’s Verdict

Ah, the age-old debate: pineapple on pizza. As an Italian, let me tell you, we have strong opinions on this matter!

In Italy, pizza is practically a sacred art form. We take our pizza seriously, with centuries of culinary tradition to uphold. And when it comes to toppings, we believe in simplicity and authenticity.

So when someone suggests putting pineapple on pizza, well, let’s just say it’s like mixing oil and water – it just doesn’t sit right with us. 🤷‍♂️

Now, don’t get me wrong, we’re all for culinary experimentation. But when it comes to our beloved pizza, we prefer to stick to the classics: fresh tomatoes, mozzarella cheese, maybe some basil or prosciutto if we’re feeling fancy.

But pineapple? It’s just not part of the equation. It’s a sweet fruit that belongs in desserts, not on top of our beloved pizza pies!

So if you ever find yourself in Italy and thinking about ordering a Hawaiian pizza with pineapple, just know that you might get some raised eyebrows and disapproving looks from the locals. But hey, to each their own – just don’t expect us to join in on the pineapple pizza party! 🇮🇹🍕

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