We have a pizza problem around here.
We love pizza. That's not a problem.
The problem is that Terry and I love pizza with pepperoni and some combination of mushrooms, onions and peppers. The children do not care for this particular order.
One time I went for the pepperoni and green pepper combination. Amanda cried and gagged, even after I pulled them off her pizza. "But they contaminate the whole pizza! You can still taste them."
Lest you think I'm a horrible mother, she does eat cooked peppers in other dishes and she is fairly fond of raw peppers, so I didn't think it was such a stretch.
The next time I tried mushrooms and pepperoni. The canned mushrooms that our favorite pizza joint uses are fairly innocuous (that is another controversy -- I insist that fresh is best, while Terry actually prefers the sort of tasteless canned variety). That didn't work either. If possible, it was received even more poorly.
Lately we've gone with the half-and-half option or simply the all pepperoni route. When I ordered our most-recent pizza, I forgot about all the recent histrionics. The pepperoni and mushroom pizza that I ordered caused more heartbreak and tears.
I explained to Amanda that I chose that topping on purpose, thinking that they were definitely easier to remove than green peppers and wouldn't contaminate the whole pizza. "No. Mushrooms are worse. I don't even like mushrooms at all."
This pizza dilemma reminded me of an early chapter in mine and Terry's love life.
When we were in college and wanted to share a pizza, he always wanted green peppers on it. I did not. I didn't particular care for cooked green peppers, and found them hard to ignore (hmmm, sound familiar?). However, since it was his favorite veggie topping and I knew that they are healthy and full of vitamins, I began eating them and even learned to like them.
I told her that she needed to learn to like one of our toppings, as a gesture of love. She can decide which one, and let me know.
Somehow I convinced Kyle that he should try the mushrooms on that last pizza. He loved them! So since that's apparently Amanda's least favorite topping, we still have a problem, because he's already asked if he can have mushrooms on his next pizza.
What about you? What can't you tolerate on your pizza? If you're ordering just for you, what's your choice?