A few years back, I was dating an Italian woman (she was a uni lecturer here in the UK). One day, she saw me grating cheddar cheese onto a pizza and she went fucking mental
The thing is, if you don’t complain about the food quality, daddy capitalism will make sure you’ll eat the cheapest garbage possible.
And I think all the complaining is why food is so damn good in Italy. As a person from the North Europe, I can tell you that almost everything tastes so much better in Italy, and food is overall much higher quality.
That’s why if you see a fat person in Italy, it’s likely a tourist.
“This is not the cheese for pizza! Why? Why you do this?!” she kept saying over and over, I thought she was joking at first but genuinely distressed. Tbh she was a bit of a strange woman (and I say this as an objectively strange man). It didn’t last longer than a few months!
Final straw was when she had been saying she missed home badly, so for her next visit I bought a dining table, assembled it myself, bought a bunch of Italian foods, some Italian wine, got it all setup with a nice tablecloth and spread when she got to mine, and she literally went “meh” when she sat down hahaha.
A few years back, I was dating an Italian woman (she was a uni lecturer here in the UK). One day, she saw me grating cheddar cheese onto a pizza and she went fucking mental
Italians acting like food gods is one of the most obnoxious things ever.
It’s anoying, but you get used to it.
The thing is, if you don’t complain about the food quality, daddy capitalism will make sure you’ll eat the cheapest garbage possible.
And I think all the complaining is why food is so damn good in Italy. As a person from the North Europe, I can tell you that almost everything tastes so much better in Italy, and food is overall much higher quality.
That’s why if you see a fat person in Italy, it’s likely a tourist.
What an obnoxious behaviour. What problem she had with cheddar cheese on pizza?
“This is not the cheese for pizza! Why? Why you do this?!” she kept saying over and over, I thought she was joking at first but genuinely distressed. Tbh she was a bit of a strange woman (and I say this as an objectively strange man). It didn’t last longer than a few months!
Final straw was when she had been saying she missed home badly, so for her next visit I bought a dining table, assembled it myself, bought a bunch of Italian foods, some Italian wine, got it all setup with a nice tablecloth and spread when she got to mine, and she literally went “meh” when she sat down hahaha.
This is not the proper sauce! Why? Why you do this?!
-Her ancestors in the 16th century when they see someone using this new thing called tomato for sauce.
It’s not mozzarella from some specific region, probably.
Scare away Italians with one simple dish
https://kitchenatics.com/recipes/homemade-four-cheese-pizza/
Italians, the inventors of deep fried pizza (pizza fritte)