I have experienced many pizzas in my life. Sausage, Pepperoni, Supreme, "The Works." British variations on the theme including broccoli and other vegetables. French variations made with moldy cheese. All kinds of things. But this week I experienced something new.
Our friend lives right above a pizza place. He has all of the normal French-ish pizzas, most of which focus on olives and really good cheese. He has an AMAZING pizza featuring ground hamburger and a white sauce. And then he has the monstrosity that we ordered only because I knew that you would want to know about it. Well, that and I have a quirky sense of adventure.
The pizza starts normal enough; a medium-thickness crust, basic tomato sauce, and standard French cheese blend.
Then, all of the sudden, it takes on a 4th-grade-snack-time theme. Half-buried under the cheese are large, plump prunes. Complete with pits, as I found out the "hard" way. Over the top of the cheese is a generous sprinkling of almonds.
But do not fear, the obligatory black olives still feature prominently at regular intervals around the circumference.
Biting into this pizza could best be described as potluckicious. It reminded me of what happens when your plate is knocked halfway off your lap and the plumb-carrot blend becomes one with your triple-cheese lasagna. It's not a disagreeable flavor as long as you know it's coming.
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