The Pizza Purist 🍕

Naples — the birthplace of pizza. I walked in, sat down, and made the mistake of saying seven cursed words:
“Can I have pineapple on my pizza?”

The chef stopped mid-step. The entire pizzeria went silent. The man at the bar slowly turned his head to glare at me.

The waiter leaned in and whispered:
“This is Naples. Pineapple… is forbidden.”

I laughed nervously, thinking it was a joke — but then the chef slammed his rolling pin down, pointed at me, and shouted something in Italian that I’m pretty sure meant “banished forever!”

Long story short: I had a very plain Margherita pizza that night. And it was the best pizza of my life.