'Cause if you don't like beans, well then whatever, I will put them inside or along side of that folded tortilla delicious delivering device I call a taco. And you may not.
But if it's some strict constructionist thing about what is and what is not a taco?
Riiiiiight
This whole debate reminds me of differing attitudes on pizza in New York (I know, I'm not a New Yorker, but I read about being one on the internet). First,
Anthony Mangieri. He shut down his
operation in NYC last year and is apparently relocating to San Francisco, but I ate at his place four years ago. Really nice, interesting guy, and the pizza was hell of tasty. But he also believes there is only one way to make pizza, and that no one else in the US or even Italy these days makes real pizza.
A wiry human doodle pad of Christian and punk tattoos, Mangieri is the unofficial front man for one of the more notable culinary phenomena to grip the city in years: the Naples-style pizza revolution. From Bed-Stuy to the Upper West Side, New York’s quintessential food is being redefined by a cadre of wild-eyed converts to a notion seductive in its romantic certitude: that the best pizza—the one true pizza—comes from Naples and Naples only, and the way to do it right is to obsessively re-create the ingredients, techniques, and all but the street smells of Naples. Everything else is an insult to flour, oil, tomatoes, cheese, and you.
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Mangieri, for his part, isn’t bothered by the charges that his is an inaccurate representation of the motherland. He’s over Naples, he says. “The best pizza I had there is as good as my pizza on a mediocre day. On a really good day, the pizza I make here blows away anything made in Naples.” He takes a pause. “And it breaks my heart.”
And can be kind of a cock about it.
Mangieri’s take on his competition is similarly pointed, to say the least: Luzzo’s pizza is “garbage,” Kesté’s “tastes like shit.” “There’s no love,” he says of the latter.
And then there's
this kid. In answer to the question: "What one thing should NEVER go on a pizza?"
As far as I am concerned there are no rules. Some Italian guy in the 16th century decided to get crazy and put tomatoes, something no one had ever seen before in Europe, on a pizza, I applaud people who innovate. Again, don't take pizza too seriously. I vaguely remember topping a pizza during Easter with Peeps and putting it in a wood-fired oven, I don't think that ever needs to happen again.
Also, I have a friend who is a sushi chef, trained in Japan, and he can be kind of annoying about what
real sushi is.
The gastronomic descriptivism/prescriptivism debate.