Things are expensive in Japan. Food is expensive to boot, and pizza is outrageous. But I crave a good pizza. Pizza in Japan tends to be really thin crust with next to no sauce and, by my standards, strange toppings. I did have a pizza with salmon on it and that was tasty, but sometimes you just want pepperoni! Alas, pepperoni pizzas are non existent here, as well as a decent thick crust. I just want an American style pizza. I want no tomatoes, no noodles, no raw egg, no mayonnaise, I JUST WANT CHEESE, SAUCE, AND PEPPERONI! And then like a great beacon of truth and Western Cultural Imperialism, there in my mailbox was my salvation. A Pizza Hut flier! They even have stuffed crust, mmmm stuffed crust. Dan and I have decided that pay day is P-day. We are both ordering a pizza today. It will cost over $30 to get a pizza, expensive even by Japanese standards culinary standards, but it is real American style pizza, it is real pepperoni, it is stuffed crust, and it is pay day. The only true question is, do I want pepperoni alone or the heavenly sounding “Meat Paradise.” I can’t wait for tonight; pizza and the Daily Show from the tap my mom and dad recorded and sent me. It is going to be great. Sure it will have to end at 9:00 but there will be leftovers meaning tomorrow may be a pizza and Daily Show party. Or perhaps pizza and Angel party season four is really great so far! That is high living, a $30 pizza and staples of Americana.