Don’t get me wrong. I’m a fan of any weird food combos that actually taste good. Usually, it doesn’t bother me, and I actually enjoy whatever it is. However, I used to shit on anyone talking with any kind of positivity about pineapples on pizza. It just always seemed like something so wrong that there’s no way it could be good. Who puts fruit on pizza? Being from New York and being used to high quality pizza, the thought of pineapple slices ruining a solid slice was just too much.
I’ve felt this way my whole life, and I didn’t see this changing because when would I ever spend money on a fucking pineapple pizza. I held out strongly on my opinion until about 2 weeks ago, when one of the kids I live with had a hawaiian pizza show up.
I was dumbfounded. It’s not even like he got a singular slice or something. The entire pizza was covered in pineapples and ham. Naturally, I told him how messed up that is, and he insisted that I try a bite. Part of me didn’t want to try it because that’s gross, but there was also a small part of me who didn’t want to try it because, what if I actually liked it? Then all of my pineapple on pizza shaming over the years was for nothing. It would make me look like the fool.
This is exactly what happened. I was shocked when the flavors registered for me. So shocked to the point where I just kept eating more. My friend knew exactly what was going on too, begging me to admit that it’s actually good.
I am no longer a pineapple on pizza hater, and that’s crazy to me. As weird as it is, there’s just something about it that really works. Will I try it again? Probably. Will I ever order it? Hell no.
