The most intelligent thing my high-school ex ever said was “flajammas”. Flajammas.
He paraded around his parent’s black and white checkered kitchen floors in that spastic, somewhat uncomfortable, energized manner he always had in his home, especially in his kitchen. It was late at night, and early in our relationship. We had probably just come downstairs from one of our many lengthy sessions of lying on his terribly uncomfortable bed, with his tongue far deeper into my mouth than anyone could possibly consider pleasurable. Before he drove me home, to my house thirty minutes away where my parents awaited my arrival, he insisted that he have something to eat.
“Flajammas. Well I can’t call them scrambled eggs—they’re so far from it.” He offered me a plate of brown, overcooked, unseasoned eggs that he had removed from his favorite Le Crusesut pan cooked upon his large Viking stove.
Needless to say, I denied politely, inwardly thinking of the bright yellow and swirling whites of my perfectly cooked, fluffy scrambled eggs glimmering slightly with extra virgin olive oil and speckled with ground black pepper.
Although his lack of cooking skills were apparent, what I didn’t realize then was the brilliance of his statement “flajammas”. So often people create dishes or food items that are so far from the traditional, they should really be presented what they are; a new creation. Not every consumable item needs to be lumped into a common name like “scrambled eggs”. Admit your creativity. Pick your own word! If for centuries people had just had the brilliance and confidence to re-name their culinary creation rather than grouping it along with the same word as something it resembles or the name of the creation they aspired towards, countless conflicts would never have been fought, families would be united, individuals would be less confused and oppressed.
The food category in which this causes disagreements most is in the area of pizza. People are always disputing over what is better deep dish or, well… pizza! Of course, there should really be no competition between the two , if we are to follow the flajammas model, because deep dish pizza should not even be called pizza! Despite the uncertainty of pizza’s deepest roots, pizza as we know it has its roots in Italy, Naples to be more precise. Here the practice of baking a flat bread with a variety of toppings was perfected. Around the turn of the century when Italians moved to New York City, one immigrant by the name of Gennaro Lombardi opened the first American-Neapolitan pizza place, the still popular Lombardi’s. And of course, it wasn’t until 1925 with the establishment of Pepe’s Pizza in New Haven Connecticut and thus the birth of the “New Haven Style Pizza” that pizza in America really was perfected. Nonetheless, nearly forty years later the “Chicago-style” or “deep-dish” pizza was invented. Note the key word “invented”, meaning that an individual came up with a new creation.
I would like to stress that my argument overall is not a dispute of quality. While Pepe’s may be particularly dear to my heart it is simply used as an example and is not essential to this piece. But, as a side note, the natural evolution of pizza-making, which led to the creation of perfection in the New Haven Style pizza does vary from the “invention” of the Chicago-style Pizza. New Haven Style Pizza is similar enough to Neapolitan style Pizza. Both are baked in large ovens that create such tasty pizzas by reaching very hot temperatures (Pepe’s coal fired oven reaches over 800 degrees). Both pizzas have a very thin crust, with a nice crisp to the bite—the evolution here selected for a crispier pizza, with a “cracker”-like crust, and burnt pieces along the edges. And, both pizzas must use the freshest of ingredients, and an acidic, light, fresh, tomatoey sauce on their red pizzas.
The Chicago-style Pizza, by comparison, seems like some strange alien cousin! They have only a few similarities: they are made of dough, they are both roughly circular, and they are both baked. The dough taste dramatically different. A Chicago style pizza is baked in a pan, which allows the outer edges to develop a flaky, almost buttery consistency—it is quite nice, I’ll admit. The layers of dough are soft and, well, dough-y from being baked slowly at about 490 degrees (the temperature at which Girodano’s bakes their pies). Also, there is much more dough used in a Chicago style pizza than in a Neapolitan, since “deep-dish pizzas” are often over an inch thick. I won’t argue much about the circle shape. As to the ingredients. A Chicago-style pizza has a far different sauce than a Neapolitan—it is much thicker, and more processed. Also, the main ingredient in a Chicago-style pizza is cheese—it’s just a really cheesy, gooey thing! so, it maters less what the dough tastes like or the freshness of the ingredients. In contrast, the focal point of the Neapolitan pizza is the quality of the crust.
Had the individual who invented Chicago-style pizza, whether it had been Ike Sewell or Rudy Mainati (the two names that are in dispute for the claim) had the “flajamma” intelligence, the petty debate between deep-dish and flat pizza would never exist to pester my ears.
Let’s take for example the hamburger. We all agree that a hamburger is a circular-shaped patty most commonly made of ground beef, cooked and eaten on a hamburger bun. Among others, popular toppings for the hamburger include ketchup and tomatoes. Now, we all know of the Sloppy Joe, right? They are similar in concept. The Sloppy Joe is also made of ground beef that is formed into a circular shape, served on a hamburger bun and mixed with a tomato sauce. Now, we don’t hear any debate between the quality of a hamburger in comparison to a Sloppy Joe, yet they are as similar to one another as deep-dish pizza is to Neapolitan. The reason for the lack of dispute lies solely in the name: since they’re called different names there is less nominal similarity and thus the objects are less comparable. Same goes for a sausage and a hot dog.
So, we can’t correct the mistakes of the past. We’re stuck with having Chicago-style and Neapolitan-style pizzas be called “pizzas”. At this point, there’s nothing that can be done. But, for the future, if you go on to be a great inventor of a food, do us all a service: use your creativity and come up with a name that allows the uniqueness of your creation to flourish. “Flajammas” need not always be terrible tasting; the Chicago-style pizza is a very popular and, to many, scrumptious dish that has created new markets and enriched the lives of thousands. It’s just not pizza.