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Tuesday, February 3, 2009.

While food in Japan may be weird I got the ultimate heap of weirdness when I got pizza one night. This is the night before the "really big thing" I keep promising to talk about, but I figured this story was worth discussing at least once. This was the night before we were to leave Kyoto. We were looking at nearby restaurants and saw that were in walking distance (of course) of a pizza parlor. Now I knew pizza was going to be different then it was in America, but how different could it be? It was pizza for pete's sake, this was a nationwide favorite. How weird could it possibly weird.

The answer is: Pretty fricken weird.

While I was expecting them to use some unique toppings, walking into this place and looking at the menu was like looking into the human brain. I didn't recognize ANY of the combination's they had! I was amazed at some of the toppings that included (but not limited to) hard boiled eggs, squid, cherry bits, tuna, BBQ sauce (okay, that was normal), and...well, take a look for yourself...

...and I challenge you to name three of those pizzas that are familiar to you. I ordered my pizza custom made, which means it consisted of pepperoni, bacon bits, ham, and parmesan cheese (yes, the parmesan is extra) on a thin crust with red sauce. After paying ¥1,500 ($15) we walking back, I opened the box, and prepared myself.

The pizza was, in all honesty, pretty good. Lite in filling and the sauce tasted more like spaghetti sauce then pizza sauce, but it wasn't as horrifying as I expected it to be. I got one more pizza with the same toppings, when if I ever come back to this country I WILL get a pizza with hard boiled eggs on them! That just seems like too big of an invite to pass up.




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