I stretched out the pie super-thin, topped it with some fresh tomatoes, weeks old mozzarella which I had to cut off many a mold spots from, basil, and olive oil.
The end result wasn't glamorous. It wasn't perfect. The tomatoes were only okay, the cheese was old, and the basil was on the sadder side of fresh. But the crust was thin and crispy, and the sum of its parts were entirely satisfying. And I think that's the point of homemade pizza. You don't have to be good at it for it to be worth your while. I've made 5 or 6 pies since I've been out here, and all of them have been delicious. You can't go wrong.
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