I am having a relationship with my pizza, almost an affair..

February 18th, 2011

eat pray love couldn’t have said it better herself.. last night.. I made my first ever homemade pizza.. the thought came to me at 5pm.. when I was debating what meat and potato combo I would come up with today :0  and i remembered this blog entry.. and I happened to have all the ingredients.. and so I attempted.. because I know how well my cooking ventures normally fare.. I decided to go with this recipe.. and my bread machine pizza dough recipe.. just in case.. 

while the dough was rising.. I packed up my little bubbas and headed to the grocery store.. buying organic pizza sauces.. and the best mozzarella I could find… it was margharita pizza time! ( I randomly still think of eat pray loves Naples pizza session).. came home.. rolled out our dough and waited for Dust to get home..

it was good.. and a lot of fun..

with the exception that we had a casualty.. I assumed my pizza pan from my hope-chest when I was 15 years old was actually non-stick.. it in fact wasn’t.. and so I did what any sane person would do after inhaling her own pizza.. I walked over to the one we lost and picked off all the cheese while hunched over the stove..

and because I had the extra dough from the bread machine.. I thought I would attempt to make some sort of cinamon sugar pinwheel role thing.. I rolled.. I buttered and sugared.. and cut it up.. 

popped them into the oven right after our pizzas were cooked.. and got ready to enjoy.. I knew it was bad when I looked over at Dustin and he had genuine concern on his face.. 

are you hurting the baby?

I laughed so hard and put the plate down.. for the past 6 weeks he has watched me eat apples and weighed out bowls of cheerios and cups of soup.. and now.. after inhaling my delicious (probably 12 inch) pizza.. I was inhaling these things.. and they weren’t even good.. they tasted like pizza dough with sugar on it.. and if I hadn’t just inhaled a pizza to myself.. I may have enjoyed pizza dough flavored sugar rolls.. 

so we threw the whole pan out.. with the large pizza we lost.. 

needless to say.. I want this to be a weekly tradition.. different sauces and toppings.. and next time I will actually grease my pans..

it took me two hours to fall asleep because I was so uncomfortably full.. and my love child was doing jumping jacks from all the carbs I ate.. 

oops..