There's a hole in my pizza because it has a spelt crust, and when I jerked it off the pan onto the pizza stone, it didn't hang together. I want to say that it was incoherent, but that's not quite the right word, either.
It was delicious, and I'm looking forward to a leftover piece for lunch. First there's a layer of pesto; then various cheeses left in the cheese drawer (mostly fresh Parmesan, but also a little goat cheese); thinly sliced onions; diced tomatoes; anchovies; fresh jalapenos; and Kalamata olives. Yum.
If this pizza had been more perfect, I would have named it the "Colin Powell Endorsement Memorial Pizza" to show my enthusiasm.
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It's beautiful anyway!
Funny, too: I've been craving anchovies and pizza, so last night I pulled out some frozen dough that I made a few weeks ago and proceeded to get excited about a pizza dinner. And then our oven broke. No pizza for me. Not even pizza with a hole in it. I am envious.
I looks fabulous, I 've gotten into pizza making lately. It's so easy and there are so many ways to dress that foodie canvas!
Thanks, Columbia Foodie. I agree it's a Jackson Pollock thing.
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