Domino’s Pizza in Germany: A Delivery Affair of the Strangest Sort

“God I hope I don’t get sued for this.”

So I recently discovered Domino’s pizza here in Hannover, Germany. I hadn’t ordered a pizza since I moved here from Portland, Oregon, back in 2012, and the delivery game has come a LONG way since then. For example, you can have an obscene amount of pizza — plus beer, wine, appetizers, salad (yeah right), and desert — delivered straight to your home with just a few clicks on your iPhone. (Or your hot-pink Samsung Galaxy, if you’re an absolute Philistine.)

“No need to translate the website; we all know this story ends in shame.” — (Image Credit: http://www.dominos.de. All rights reserved.)

Anyway, there’s no talking necessary, and no cash needed; you can pay using your credit card or PayPal account. And not only that, but you can track the progress of your order in real time: from receipt, to preparation, to delivery. And if you’re at all like me, you just stare at that little tracking dial with ever-increasing excitement until your doorbell rings, at which point you jump up and backflip your way to the front door like a goddamn ninja.

dominos-pizzatracker-mit-text
“Awww yeah, baby; stick it in that red-hot oven. Stick it in DEEP.” — (Image Credit: http://www.dominos.de. All rights reserved.)

Now, you can order all of the usual American favorites — cheese, pepperoni, Hawaiian, etc. — but in Germany they offer some truly crazy shit. Here are just a few examples:

The “Crazy Dog”

“Are those… are those hot dogs?” — (Image Credit: http://www.dominos.de. All rights reserved.)

Hot dogs, cucumbers, tomato ketchup, toasted onions and Danish rémoulade.


The “Dutchman”

“This one sounds naughty, for some reason.” — (Image Credit: http://www.dominos.de. All rights reserved.)

Prosciutto, tomatoes, broccoli and hollandaise sauce.


The “Bombay”

“Oh help me Vishnu…” — (Image Credit: http://www.dominos.de. All rights reserved.)

Delicate chicken breast fillet, pineapple and curry sauce.


The “Chicken Exotic”

“Okay, this one just sounds like bad news.” — (Image Credit: http://www.dominos.de. All rights reserved.)

Chicken breast, peppers, cheese and crème fraîche.
Refined with fresh spring onions and sweet-hot mango salsa.


One thing to note before you order one of these wacky pizzas in Germany: They won’t normally cut it into slices unless you ask them to. Here’s the most recent comment I left in my online order to deal with this problem:

“Please cut the pizzas very well. Cut them all the way through. Do you know how hard it sucks when you’re trying to watch Netflix and you just want to grab a slice but that bitch is still attached? This causes DISPLEASURE, my friends.
Displeasure.
Thank you. Talk to you soon. (In like 30 minutes or less, ideally.)

My comment was printed verbatim on the receipt, so the delivery guy was actually laughing out loud as I opened the front door. I tipped him €5 euros and wished him a safe drive. (And yes, I still tip service industry people in Germany; I don’t give a shit if it’s already included in the tax. I’m American, god dammit, and I want these delivery guys to remember my house as the awesomest one on the block. Who knows, maybe next time I place an order they’ll haul even more ass to get it to me, like a coked-up Formula One driver with a rump full of anal beads.)

“YES, I ordered 3 large pizzas for only 2 people. And NO, I do not appreciate being judged for my life choices.”
“And why, you ask, did I order so much more food than necessary? So my wife and I could have pizza and coffee the next morning. It’s the Breakfast of Champions.”

I’m not being paid by Domino’s Pizza Inc. or benefiting in any way by promoting this gigantic corporation, but fuck it: Here’s 4 out of 5 Merkel Diamonds for you, buddy!

Merkel Diamond from Angela Merkel, Prime Minister of Germany

Thank you for reading and have an awesome day!

— OGM

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