I've worked with a few Italians. There's a little crew of them in my work. Up on the third floor, I'm only on the second. They are very passionate about a lot of things. Football, food, clothing, cars, removing the Catholic Church from politics. But one thing they can all agree on, with no debate is what constitutes what dish. A carbonara is always, egg, Parmesan, hot pasta, and bacon bits whipped up furiously to prevent the egg from scrambling but still cook it. A pesto is pine nuts, basil, garlic, olive oil, and maybe some spinach. the cannoli is a Sicilian American thing and they wouldn't know where to get one. And pineapple, along with other fruits have no place on a pizza.
Hundreds of grouchy Italian grannies turn in their graves at the thought of that durian pizza. Thousands of Italian chefs are brought to tears by this durian pizza. Gianluigi Buffon would fail to save a penalty, because of this durian pizza. What the Chinese have done is waste dough, cheese, and sauces time. My father lived in Napoli for a few years when he was in the navy he still supports the football club, and can mutter some Italian. But that Irish, Jewish, Mexican, and Native American mutt knows despite how many brain cells he lost to drugs. That this durian pizza is a nightmare, and it should be killed.
Picture it: Sicily 1922. Some Asian brings over a pizza that smells like armpits. The locals won't touch it, they all think it's disgusting. Upset that his ideas were not appreciated, and ridiculed for his poor performance he returned home. That Asian was Kim Il Sung. And that pizza was the pie that started North Korea.
