I’m game. Saturday night is pizza night, so I’ll get the sourdough discard dough for the crust going and park it in the fridge til Saturday. Can’t say exactly what style it represents, but the fam has been enjoying it.
Wayward-style it is!
New Haven style… Though I haven’t been able to replicate that.
Well, what I call pizza might be considered an abomination by Italians or Italian-Americans, and no idea how it’ll turn out, but…
(I am thinking of baking herbs and garlic right into the crust. At least one will be ham and pineapple – probably with mushrooms).
I’m on my own these days so I’m not cooking as much. Is it OK to buy a pizza instead of make one? Especially if I’m expected to represent with a Chicago-style pan pizza. (No, not stuffed…that’s for the tourists.)
I vote yes.
My main reason for not buying is to avoid another unfortunate incident.
Which reminds me… adds Benadryl to shopping list.
I can easily do a nice deep dish pie. We had sausage, mushroom, and green pepper last week-this week might see spinach and fresh mozzarella and basil.
There are two braided challah in the cooler to bake tomorrow and that’s when I’ll start the sourdough it will bake on Wednesday.
Fried a batch of spinach-pea-herb za’atar fritters from a new cookbook about Palestinian food-pretty tasty.
I’m all for it!
Oh, yeah. There’s no rules here.
That sounds amazing!
That looks amazing!
It took me ages to try a potato and rosemary pizza (“might as well be a chip/French fry pizza!” says ignorant, younger me).
What a fool I was. So much time lost; so many opportunities missed.
Anywhere-college-student style? (Half an English muffin with store-bought tomato sauce, in a toaster oven.)
Pork belly with kosher salt? Oh the irony!
A nice big pot of beef and barley soup because it’s chilly and raining here.
…and so it begins…