I know that pizza is far from the healthiest thing I could eat, but this past week, my friend J invited us over for make-your-own pizza night, and it was blissful. She has two little ones, a newborn and a 18-month-old, which added to the festiveness of the evening with friends.
We cleared off the kitchen table and cleaned it, then used it to create our pizza crusts from a heaping bowl of rising dough. I had fun spreading the dough out and making it into a big circle-ish thing. Then I added pizza sauce, red bell peppers, onions, and cheese. On top, I sprinkled italian seasoning and minced garlic and turkey pepperoni. For transferring the dough to the stone, I pulled out and folded the edges to seal in as much of the sauce as I could.
While I didn’t think my pizza would turn out particularly “professional,” something about the moving and the rising in the oven made it pretty near to picturesque after all the browning was done. The flavor was awesome and when I gave the little toddler, E, a small bit of dough to play with and make his own “pizza,” I was able to eat mine without him trying to put his hands in it. 🙂
This is my favorite way to ingest “unhealthy” calories: namely, with friends I like, while chatting and laughing at messes and catching up about our weeks. I spent the second half of the evening with the newborn snuggled onto me and asleep despite the commotion and the music playing, which meant my friend got a break for her arms and I got serious cute baby snuggles. Overall, pretty much the perfect experience of pizza night, and a great way to start my week.