As with many staple dishes, understanding something’s appeal is often dependent on how that thing is made. If you’ve never had really good pizza, you might not understand the appeal of pizza. Some people like all pizza, which is how places like Dominos and Papa Johns exist (Flame-Free personal opinion: that includes buffet pizza places, which also make shitty pizza), but some people just need to have the real deal. Lots of people like burgers from McDonalds, and some people only want a proper burger. Same concept.
Although honestly, I shared your take on it until friends from New Haven who’ve lived in NYC since he went to Columbia at 18 (she followed) took me for pizza at the second best place (Modern Apizza), which 100% convinced me. It’s New Haven, CT for “Best Pizza.” One reason it was hard for me to believe before they proved it was that I lived outside Hartford as a teen, and the pizza, for a native New Yorker (which I am, I was born there) was mediocre at best.
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This is me. I never saw the movie, but in a trailer for Reality Bites was the line “Sex is like pizza; even when it’s pretty bad, it’s still pretty good.” I don’t believe that of sex, but for me it’s true of pizza.
Today is my last day of playing around.
My press has blown up. I hit a rep pr after the 200 weighted pushups yesterday (which I understand isn’t that much for some posters here) but it still doesn’t have the excitement of a squat or deadlift pr
Also I confess that I’ve never been so unmotivated to deadlift, which used to be my favourite
A friend of mine worked at one. He would argue ardently that Sbarro was the best pizza in the US, and That’s why they were in food courts all over the country.
It wasn’t even really argument by any sense of the word. More like just bold defiance.
I don’t know much about business, but I know that ain’t right. He was just being a jagoff.