One Largee Pepperoni pizza man!

We have a little pizza shop on the complex where we stay. We were introduced to it by our Canadian friends who only like pepperoni pizza. We like to be a little more adventurous – we went into the shop one night, and looked at the menu. About 12 different pizzas were shown as pictures on the menu. We chose what looked to be a combination of toppings on a cheese bite base. This is little rolls of dough on the edge, which are filled with cheese. We’ve had similar back in the UK, at the likes of Pizza Hut, and we do enjoy it. I pointed to the pizza on the picture and motioned with my finger that I wanted “one of those please” The pizza guy rattled on in Korean, oblivious to the fact we could understand a word of what he said, but we did hear the word “Canadian” and him pointing towards the block where our friends live and then towards us. Oh! “Canadian?” No I said “Scottish!” (note: it’s easier to say we’re both Scottish that try to explain Sue’s English, and so am I in reality, but then try to explain why I have a different accent than English – oh you get the picture!) The pizza is hand thrown, and all ingredients are fresh, and tastes great! Until we bit into the cheesy bites! yuck – plastic processed cheese. You can’t buy a decent bit of cheese here, unless it’s the plastic tasting fully processed variety. We had to go to Costco to get a decent bit of Cheddar! Our next visit to the mad pizza man, who can’t shut up brought some disappointment from him. He expected us to order the cheesy bite variety again, but we wanted something different this time, and definitely no plastic cheesy bite this time. We got around this by pointing to other pictures of other pizzas and reciting different days to him one picture at a time. Much better with no yucky cheesy bites this time.