It seems that I have eaten more pizza here than any other time in my life. While I love trying the new cuisine here, I sometimes crave something familiar. My first choice would be a nice cheeseburger with bacon and some French fries, my next choice would be a hotdog with sauerkraut and mustard. The problem is I come from a family that raises their own beef. I could be considered by my new friends to be a ‘beef snob’ I just know what good beef is supposed to taste like. I'll be honest, the beef situation here still scares me a bit. As for hotdogs, I cannot read the label to know even what animal it comes from and they are remarkably pale here. Not appetizing.
It is weird how the most familiar things from home are the things that I am the most scared to try here. I think it is because I have an expectation of what it should taste like and any deviation from that is not okay. Now the local cuisine I am all for trying, for all I know that is what the seafood dumpling is supposed to taste like every time. My solution when I need something familiar is to get the pizza. The pizza here has been quite satisfactory. Taste like something that I would find in the states. They even have Papa Johns! Some days a good slice of pizza is all I need to feel a bit closer to home.
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