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Fancy Hawaiian Pizza

Dinner, Pizza

Three words: Domino’s Pizza Tracker.

Do you know about this? If not, let me break it down: you order a pizza (via the internets) and then watch it go from “prep” to “bake” to “out the door for delivery.” First time I saw it in action my mind was blown.

I really had no idea how this could even be real. I embraced it…thinking, you know, we’re totally in the future. This is the future. But I still couldn’t figure out how this was logistically possible. Is there low-jack technology involved? Does my pizza now have a micro-chip in it? Am I going to EAT this micro-chip? What will it taste like…? Well guess what…none. Of. It. Matters.

A friend of mine–who was equally obsessed as myself–did some serious research and found out that the entire thing is fake. Well, it’s not fake…it’s just based off of statistics in your area. Bummer-town, USA, eh? Yeah, me too.

What does this have to do with this Fancy Hawaiian Pizza? Nothing really…except I usually order a Hawaiian Pizza from Domino’s. Tomato sauce, canned pineapple, Canadian ham and cheese. Holy yum.

I thought it’d be a fun time to make a fancy version. Umm…hi!!! This was delicious!

Fresh pineapple & mozzarella, caramelized onions, prosciutto, arugula…and I broke out a new-to me, fancy pizza dough recipe by Peter Reinhart.

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Grilled Breakfast Pizza

Breakfast, Pizza

A few things I will gladly admit I’m not good at:

Cutting my own bangs. It’s true. I tried it a few days ago because I was too lazy to drive 5 minutes to my hairdresser for a trim….aaaand now I’m grateful bobbi pins were invented. Not good at cutting bangs/fringe. Check.

I’m not good at moving furniture, lifting heavy boxes, using a drill, etc. Last week I tried to hang curtains and broke out in a sweat which lead to lots of cursing. I’m convinced that this is why boys were invented.

Lastly (because I’m just about perfect at everything else), grilling stuff. There are so many variables with a charcoal grill. Where is the hottest part of the grill? When are the coals hot enough? Why is there so much stupid smoke? Dangit, there isn’t a thermometer on the cover…blah blah blah. So basically what I’m saying is that this Grilled Breakfast Pizza stressed me out. But I did it. And it was totally worth it. And since I lived to tell about it, I can tell you exactly what you’re not supposed to do and everything you should do so you end up with an amazing pizza. Ready? Annnnd let’s begin….

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