So, for years, I've wanted a pizza oven in my backyard. Maybe it's the memories of those lazy hazy days at the cottage when all the italian nonnas stayed inside talking and doing something with needles - sewing, crocheting, knitting - while the men started pouring red wine or straight rye, lit a fire and started making pizza - tons of them, all day long. Everybody would stop by because they could smell it and because they knew it would be an easy and very tasty meal! That flavour is one of those flavours that will stay with me forever.
So, I tried to recreate it. Last weekend, I got out all my ingredients: flour, yeast, salt for the crust and pesto, olive oil, broccoli, garlic, mushrooms, parm and mozzarella cheeses and various other yummy toppings I could find in the fridge. The dough raised to perfection, laid it out on a pampered chef cooking stone, toppings, bbq warmed up to about 500 and 7 minutes later, there it was! Sure, it wasn't quite as smoky tasting, but it definitely had that firey taste that made me moan a little too loud for some in the room! I'll be doing it again ... and again .... and again!
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