Asian Pizza Failure

It's not because I'm Asian or anything like that, but I love eating sushi. I mean, who doesn't? It's just so mouth-watering.


Anyway, the other day, I came back from school and I was so hungry because I hadn't eaten much in lunchtime. I don't know why, but I had a really big appetite for a pizza. Yes, a pizza. Maybe it was because no one was home and I was too lazy to make food myself. Anyhow, I was about to call the pizzeria but right at that moment, my mom called and told me that her friend had just given her three plates of sushi for me to eat and that she would arrive in about ten minutes. So, I waited.

When she arrived, I went dashing forward and snatched all the bags she was carrying. I found the plates and took them out of the bag. Sadly, the sushi didn't have any raw fish. They were all makis (sushi rolls) with like vegetables and meat in them. They are still delicious, so I was about to eat them when I noticed that I still wanted a pizza. I kept on thinking what to do. I was in a big crisis: I could either eat the sushi and get it done with, or I could order pizza and wait thirty minutes more to get something I wanted to eat more. But suddenly, this great idea occurred in my mind. Why not combine them both?

So, I got the plates of sushi and took them to the kitchen. I arranged the sushi into a neat circle and added things on it. I put melt mozzarella cheese, "parmessano" cheese, pizza tomato sauce, and sprinkled some oregano at the end. It might sound disgusting, but it was really great. It could be because I was starving, but it was still one of the best dinners I had. My dad tried it and said it was okay but still thought that it was sort of weird. My mom didn't try it at all and called ME weird. Oh well, after all I'm the one that ate it so whatever.