Salvation

My son, Sam, newly 11 years old, is still the world's pickiest eater.

Buffalo wings, hot dogs and pizza are about the only acceptable foods - and then only if the wings are ultra-hot and the pizza is pepperoni.

I have to say that it's been an interesting window into my son's personality; I will not make multiple meals for dinner, and he will not make himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich - the offered alternative to whatever I'm cooking. So when he says he'll go without, he will truly go without. He's a determined little cuss.

Ordering pizza is trying; pepperoni is intolerable to me (why not eat sprinkle blood on pure salt and cut out the middleman?) and essential to him.

So I'm indebted (horror of horrors) to the Fraters' JB Doubtless for drawing my attention to the obvious solution - Pizza Hut's new "Pizza Via Socialist Realism".

Upside: I get my Veggie Lovers, Sam gets his farging Pepperoni.

Downside 1: It looks like something from the Gallery of Regrettable Food.

Downside 2: Square Pizza. Am I the only one for whom this is a complete disconnect?