A plaque remaining from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem.

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Entry from December 08, 2009
Pizza Tumor

Pizza often has burnt bubbles of cheese that some like and others dislike eating. There’s no formal name for them, although “pizza bubble” and “pizza blister” have been used.

“Pizza tumor” has been cited in print since 2005. The term was popularized when it made the Urban Dictionary’s “Urban Word of the Day” on October 14, 2007.

Urban Dictionary
pizza tumor
October 14, 2007 Urban Word of the Day
A large burned air bubble that sometimes forms in the crust of a pizza, rendering the slice that contains it significantly less appealing.
Customer: “I’d like a slice of cheese, please.”
Sbarro employee:
Customer: “Not that one with the pizza tumor!”

by Rusty Camaro Apr 10, 2006

miss thing (intoxcatinlover) wrote,
@ 2005-03-25 15:21:00
Chips Ahoy Are Magically Delicious
This is what happens when...you’ve spent your whole week hanging out with the coolest kids ever, putting flower decals on with pink glitter, eating pizza tumors, singing happy birthday, sneaking backstage and complaining of heat exhaustion, playing with palm leaf bowstaffs, talking about crushes, church-hopping at night, free styling when you know your white, seeing a dead bat, listening to the shins, tie dye sheets, brawls in the parking lot, being promoted to palm wavers,and seducing boys with floatable sandals can do to you.

Crossville (TN) Chronicle
Published: March 06, 2006 06:25 pm
THEREFORE I AM: Who doesn’t love sneaky minivans, confused hands and pizza tumors?
By David Spates / Chronicle columnist
One of my all-time favorite things is something that most people, including my children, abhor. Two words: Pizza tumors.

Pizza tumors are those oversized bubbles in pizza crust. They’re covered with enough white cheese and red sauce to give them an organic look. OK, “organic” may not be the best word. “Disgusting” might be better. How about “diseased?” They look absolutely horrible, and my kids won’t touch them.

“Ewww! I don’t want that piece! There’s something wrong with it,” the kids say, almost in unison.

“Good. More pizza for me,” is my standard response. “Daddy loves pizza tumors!”

Lather Rinse Repeat
Friday, April 21, 2006
Cottage Inn on Packard
I think the thing that really made me happy with this particular pizza, was the fact there were the pockets of dough that formed bubbles in the crust. When I was growing up, my brother and I used to call those “Pizza Tumors” and would fight for the piece that had the tumor. 

Thoughts From John’s Stomach
Friday, March 02, 2007
Thin-crust tumor with cheese

Posted by Barry Popik
New York CityFood/Drink • (0) Comments • Tuesday, December 08, 2009 • Permalink