On my last post, H was preparing his famous homemade pizza - a comfort food for the impending snowstorm. Here, we continue with the process.
He first begins with making the sauce and sauteeing the fresh mushrooms in a bit of olive oil.
Secret herbs and spices are added to the sauce. Oh my, but the aromas are beginning to waft about the house!
He gathers the rest of the topping ingredients together; mozzarella, pepperoni, provolone. He usually makes one with spinach and roasted red pepper topping, but we forgot to pick up spinach at the store.
He proceeds to the mixing part. H is a dough purist, using only water, flour, salt and yeast for his dough, taking care to make "rather loose a dough", as he puts it.
H doesn't throw his dough into the air, but he does like to play with it!
Rolling the dough thinly, he puts it into the pizza pans we have had for the past 30 or so years. They're almost antiques!
And the first pie is ready to pop into the oven. Yum, we are mere minutes away from a delectable treat.
And, into the oven they went!
The finished product! There wasn't much left over and H and I settled into a pizza stupor, groaning in our life sucking recliners. It had been a very busy, physical day of plowing and shoveling snow, so we didn't feel the least bit of remorse over our gluttony. Well, maybe just a little.
Of course, no post is complete without a picture of one of the kitties getting into trouble. Sluggo was helping me wrap gifts with raffia. Unfortunately, he got caught up in the bag of raffia and we had to untangle him.
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