Pizza

My pizzaIn need of a challenge, I decided that tonight I would attempt a culinary feat that has set cooks a-trembling since the Dawn of Man: making my own homemade pizza from scratch. Armed only with the Better Homes and Gardens cookbook and the memories of watching my mom do it a bazillion times, I proceeded to make a large, floury mess of my kitchen. The kneading part was enjoyable, though I proceeded to get goo all through my hair. Once the yeast beast was “resting” in a covered dish, I suddenly remembered that I had only one pan suitable for baking a pie on. “Oh well,” I thought. “There isn’t that much dough, really. I’ll just use it all on one pizza.” (Take a note, kids. Never double up on your pizza dough.) Strike one. While that monstrous slab was baking in the oven, I turned my attention to the toppings. Wanting to be professional, I sliced my onions very thin. Thin to the point of shriveling into tiny charred strands of nothingness after being baked. Strike two. (Always remember to cut veggies into substantial chunks to avoid oven disintegration.) And lastly, as I was spreading the cheese over the top of this aberration (the dough had formed a lovely dome in the center, so everything slid towards the crust), I realized that simply picking the “white” shredded cheese doesn’t guarantee mozzarella in this country, but instead nine times out of ten you’ve got low-fat cheddar. Which kinda sucked. Strike three, I’m out.

Actually it was edible. As someone once said, “Pizza is like sex. Even when it’s bad it’s still pretty good.” (I’m paraphrasing.) This was edible, though the ratio of crust-to-topping was off by about a factor of four. The Snook, bless him, politely praised it and only revealed his true feelings when he let slip a tiny “Were you supposed to put salt in this?” Ouch. Well, there’s always Papa.

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  1. no matter the results, i applaud your efforts! and just think how much easier it’ll be when you try it the next time. 🙂

  2. There are Papa Johns in the UK? Amazing.

  3. Yeah and your kids will love watching you make it later on in life when you become a Pizza Making Goddess from the Planet Pizzaria III ….

    Dough not worry though, I’m sure you’ll do batter next time. You’ll just knead more practise…hehe…ok i’ll stop 😉

  4. Awww, thanks Brigita! Bill, go to the Archive and type in “papa”. I can’t believe you missed the post where I discovered that fact for myself. 🙂

    And Ferret! Would you QUIT screwing up my blog? How the hell are you entering a userID of ZERO? Nobody else ever causes me the problems you do! Clear you your cookies, you dodgy man! 🙂

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