Ha. I have made pizza number of times, and typically I am pretty enthused about it. Just ask me! Or, say nothng, and I will start to brag about it naturally, given an audience and enough time.
Not this time.
I was without my pizza stone, recipes, etc. I need to have "all my things about me". (Gotta love Maureen O'Hara)
But I made it anyway, and the results were, well, better than store-bought, but certainly not what I would be proud of. So under Paul's new theme of blogging about the not-so-perfect projects, here we go.
Mistakes: 1) Not giving it enough time. 2) Using sourdough starter. 3) Not having the 'mis en place'. 4) Not using a stone. 5) Not knowing the oven.
This yielded two pizzas that were doughy, not quite cooked on the bottom, and maybe a little overcooked on the top.
But here is the really sick part: We ate it anyway!