
https://bigseventravel.com/2019/12/pennsylvania-pizza/
Oh, God Glenn... me too unfortunately. Truck driver diet. I’m certain that stuff is the spawn of Satan himself, it cannot be ignored. I walk in and say to myself that I will not give in. I get my Dr. Pepper and head to the register, trying not to look at it. It has more miles on it by that point than I do.
And then there's the pizza that never was. I still remember ballpark 30 years or so ago when I was in Italy on a joint venture business trip, and I was standing at the window watching the dough being tossed into the air. I tried to get my Italian company hosts to join me to a pizza, but they were rather high class, and apparently pizza isn't. And neither is what we commonly refer to here as "spaghetti ". When (after a few days of fine dining) I asked why I never saw what Americans call "spaghetti" on the menu anywhere (or anything containing a tomato based sauce in general), I got some blank stares. Then later, one of the group pulled me aside in private and whispered that it may be eaten at home and in private, but never in public, and never to be openly discussed. When I asked why, he asked me: "Who from Italy immigrated to the USA?". I tossed up my hands, and was given the answer that only the lowest of the peasant class left Italy for the USA, and they took their peasant foods with them. This was in northern Italy, and they were indeed a pompous bunch. Later, when I was eating what they referred to as "small birds" (I swear they were sparrows) I picked one up and tossed it into my mouth and openly announced to those starring that I was a barbarian. Apparently Italians and barbarians have a not very social relational history that goes back millennia, so I seriously crashed and burned with that one. I'm sure I left them with some rather poor opinions of Americans.
lsayre wrote: ↑Mon. Jan. 06, 2020 12:46 pmI forgot to mention that not long after the joint venture was in full bloom, and the Italian entourage was finally here for their extended visit to watch us making their products, thanks in great part to my efforts, it was not long after that when I was invited to leave that company. What gratitude.