Sunday, March 22, 2009
Let Them Eat Pizza
R and I thought we would like to try our hand at making some pizza from scratch. R has a theory about most things in life and it's this; if a little is good then more must be better. I came back from walking Deacon and found him in the kitchen kneading a bowling ball, ummm I mean a ball of dough. I don't know if he read the recipe correctly but I think instead of 3 cups of flour he used a bag. Instead of risking another disaster I had him drive over to a nearby Italian bakery to buy a package of ready-made dough. He came back with not one but two bags of dough. So there we were, just the two of us with three large pizzas on the counter. Oh well, saves me from figuring out what's for dinner tomorrow.