If napping or being a Netflix marathoning couch potato, I would only answer the door for Santa. Well, also the pizza delivery guy. But as I have been on Santa’s naughty girls’ list since puberty hit; as early as age 9 for me, the pizza delivery guy has been bumped up to first in line. I would like to meet Santa once though, just so I’m in a room with someone whose belly is bigger than mine.
A pizza can say a lot about your personality. I am not talking about the free from gluten, lactose, or vegan kind. Research shows that toppings apparently are now revealing the essence of our souls. Margarita means you are basic and predictable, pepperoni partisans indicate drama ditchers but risk takers, and avocado toppers, they are the creative ones and may have a tattoo. The only thing a pizza can reveal about me though is that after consuming 2 slices, I resemble a large, thick base, stuffed crust circle topped with every possible ingredient in town.
The shape of this glorious body; much unlike the young Pamelas Andersons’ running along the beach now is partly sponsored by pizza consumption from an incredibly early age. Clearly, I didn’t get the memo on everything in moderation is the way to go.
The highlight of my school days was a 50 Fils mini pizza, the best snack in the world at the time (now hiked up to AED 1.58). If you are an old Dubai kid, you can reminisce the simplicity of the puffy, palm sized base, stringy pale cheese and the questionable tomato sauce lathered away to help it slide down your throat.
Today, you wouldn’t be rushing for one, because times have changed, our pockets are heavier, variety is plenty, we may have become a bit spoilt, and AED 1.58 no longer holds value. But did you know that pizza was commonly considered as a medieval peasant’s meal in Italy during the 1800s? It wasn’t until a baker created a margarita pizza that he presented when visiting royalty; which was loved so much, that it became fashionable another food
item added to today’s junk food list. Our lives in general gradually evolve towards betterment over time, giving us the ability to experience more, but we should never forget our roots and where we started from. Humility, much like chivalry; and the appreciation for my high-school pizza, is slowing dying unfortunately.
Apparently, Sophia Loren said ‘I’d rather eat pasta and drink wine than be a size 0’. Firstly, what an award-winning combo. Secondly, if those were her words, looks like she missed a number as even in her golden days, she was a size 10 at least. If she can look so great on a pasta and vino diet, then no-one can stop us from our love for pizza consumption. Thick or thin base, stuffed crust or plain, we are all part of one circular family.
The moral of this story? Do not believe everything you read, except this blog of course. Follow your instinct and always respect the power of a pizza. Pizzas are good, pizzas are kind and pizza jokes will always be cheesy.
