How Does Oklahoma Feel About Cold Pizza For Breakfast?

Even though most people my age reject the label, everyone else seems to know us as Elder Millennials. We're closer to Gen X than core Millennials, but whatever. You understand what I'm talking about.

Our generation is currently having the generational experience of becoming the "Old Guard" at work. The youngins are creeping in.

I've had to explain to a coworker before who Zac and Kelly were. What a Swatch-Watch was. The alien concept of a slap-bracelet. I've even had to explain that windbreakers aren't people who pass gas in crowded areas.

These are such weird experiences.

Another one of these happened not long ago, and it's still hanging on in my mindless shoptime thoughts. We had a pizza party at work, that's totally better than a raise, and the next day one of these young coworkers fired up the oven to have the leftovers for lunch.

I was beguiled at what they were doing, and why they needed an oven to enjoy leftover pizza... As it turns out, they'd never had cold pizza before, and worse, they were disgusted by the thought of it.

Hold up, wait a minute.

Who raised this generation of Zoomers? Surely it wasn't the Boomers, and if they can't fathom eating cold pizza, it surely wasn't Gen-X. Did they randomly spawn out of a river? Can't eat cold pizza?

Here's the rub.

One of the cornerstones of people my age is pizza for breakfast. And I don't mean the delicious hunks of Hunt Brothers egg and bacon breakfast pizza... While that is a real delicacy, I'm talking about full-on leftover supreme and pepperoni pizza coming straight out of the fridge for a quick morning bite to fuel the start of your day.

Cold leftover pizza is the best pizza. Period.

I tried to explain that pizza is sort of like chili or lasagna. It's always better the next day when the flavors have had a chance to meld together, but still, these young bucks were not even open to the idea of trying it. Not even a single bite.

Then, as I talked about it with my own family - mostly because I'm the lone Elder Millennial at work - they suggested it was a poor-person thing. As we grew up poor, I guess it tracks. But history has shown us that poverty food is often the best food.

Grilled cheese and tomato soup. That shredded government-issued cheese grandma always had in her fridge. Heck, there was even a time in my youth when BBQ was a cheap family meal option. Brisket and ribs used to be worthless throwaway parts of the animals and the cheapest cuts in the meat case. Cold pizza hits the same now as it ever did, especially that one bite that seems to have just a little more marinara in it than all the others.

Are young people really so jaded with such gilded upbringings that they've never actually been to Flavortown? We have to do better. The next time you host pizza night, order an extra pie just so you can serve it up for breakfast the next day. Keep calm and carry the torch on. They'll be stronger for it.

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