For me, it's a Neapolitan-style margarita pizza. Keep it simple. Let the basil really, really, really give you that, that good punch of flavor that you want. But also, it's got the nice balance of like you've got a nice, got a nice crust. It's got a little crisp. It's not too greasy. It's not too, not too fluffy. It's just everything is so elegantly balanced. You're not getting it over really complicated with all kinds of meats and stuff. It's just it's a nice, simple, the pure essence of pizza that unified a country in the 1800s.

Literally there's like actual history about the concept of the margarita pizza, like red, white, and green being a symbol of national identity as they were doing that.

This is a real fucking thing.

Yes. a fact.

That's why it's named after the queen of Italy.

That's why it's called that.

First the fucking Aeneid and now this.

How many times is pizza going to shape the damn trajectory of this stupid boot country?

It's national identity in food.

Hello, everyone.

Welcome to another episode of the overly sarcastic podcast.

I am blue and I'm joined in person by Red.

Red, we were hanging out yesterday.

Why did you leave me?

He ran away. I know. It's deeply tragic, but I had to be in the by Red. Red, we were hanging out yesterday. Why did you leave me? We ran away.

I know. It's deeply tragic, but I had to be in the Big Apple, New York City, baby.

So I can actually shout out the coffee shop. I got my coffee from today. It is Blank Street on 51st and 3rd, and I got a white raspberry mocha, which is quite nice.

Yeah. I've been to Blank Street once last week, and I actually quite liked it.

Sian got a, they had like a black and white cookie themed coffee. Yep, I have a black and white cookie themed latte or something.

Only in New York.

Yeah, New York, the only thing could have meant the concept of vanilla and chocolate flavoring at the same time.

The only city that would make that their entire personality.

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