I'm headed to Italy in about two months' time and I have a feeling that the pizza I make at home will be put to shame. Before that happens though, I will thoroughly enjoy my homemade pizza. Though I live in an area known for its (American) pizza - hello, New York Metro area - I tend to enjoy the homemade stuff a little more. I skimp on the cheese (because I prefer it that way) and go overboard with the toppings.
My new favorite pizza dough only takes ten minutes to make and it doesn't need to rise. And that means that I won't become a hangry mess waiting for pizza to magically appear in my hands.
Sometimes I'm in the mood for a v. specific kind of pizza. On this particular day, I was in the mood for a colorful veggie pie. But alas, I was limited to the contents of my fridge so I ended up with some red onion rings, yellow bell peppers, brown mushrooms, and green basil for my toppings. Brown is not a type of mushroom, nor is green a type of basil. I just had to tack on the color adjectives because the sentence seemed to flow a bit better. After all, I'd just described the colors of the onions and the bell pepper, right? Anyway, each vegetable (minus the basil) got a good sear in a hot cast iron pan for color and flavor.
fried chicken wings. Because.