There are four kinds of pizza, and that is none of them.
Theres New York and Chicago. And a bunch of bastardizations thereof.
Theres Sicilian. Which is a flat square dough, baked. I don like it.
And theres Fried Sicilian.
Which is Sicilian, fried in a thin layer of peanut oil, in heavy black pans, at about 550, in an oven. And it'll make you cum right in your fuckin pants.
And I guarantee, unless you live within ten miles of me, you've never had option four.
(Jay has had that pizza, I know it lurks in his memory bank)
Nobody else does it, anywhere. Never seen it done. Cep't right here, (ptuh) in Lodi, Pennsyltucky. (points at the ground)
Anyway, yes, I'm sorry. Pizza. That shit is category five, non-pizza. Not fit for discussion.