That Thing Brits Do Which I Find Disgusting ... But Now I Do It Too

The first time I ever saw John squeezing ketchup next to his Pizza Express thin-crust pizza that we baked at home, I was horrified. "What are you doing?" I screeched. He paused, mid-dip. "Dipping my pizza into ketchup?" he responded, with a confused expression on his face. "That's disgusting," I said emphatically, biting into my own slice sans the sweet, tomatoey condiment. "Oh, that's a bit rich, coming from an American," John said with his mouth full. "You're known for some of most disgusting combinations on earth! Peanut butter and jelly. Ewww!" Sigh. Poor, ignorant soul.

Then, the other day, when John was still at work, I baked a frozen pizza for myself as I chatted to my Dad on FaceTime. After taking it out of the oven, I absentmindedly reached for the ketchup and squeezed a generous helping onto my plate. "What - what is that? What are you doing?" my Dad said in a horrified voice, through the internet. I froze. "Putting ketchup on my pizza," I said nonchalantly. "YIIUUUUUCKK! Yuck, yuck, YUCK!" my Dad exclaimed, scrunching down the corners of his mouth and sticking out his tongue, as if he'd just eaten something extremely bad tasting. "It only works with thin-crust pizza! They do it here all the time," I hastily explained. He didn't look convinced. But my Dad is such an Anglophile, he shrugged after a while and said, "Okay."

Like I said, I don't do it all the time with pizza, but if I'm baking a thin-crust pizza? I most certainly will. It adds a bit of tangy sweetness that the pizza otherwise doesn't have. I can't really explain it. You can't knock it 'til you've tried it. Honestly.

Baked beans and pizza, however ... now, that's disgusting.