Friday night is pizza night in our house. Homemade pizza. Dick chops, I put it together. It brings back many good memories of our dogs too. Both Petey and Pepper seemed to know when it was pizza night. On came the blues (or rock as it was tonight), and Dick and I worked either side of the workbench under close scrutiny of the dogs. Petey used to sit under the table (as it was in our old house), waiting for anything that dropped from "heaven". Pepper just watched intently, knowing that her stare could melt anyone eventually. Both could catch anything almost every time something happened to be "dropped" in their direction. Pepper still managed it the weekend before she died... ironically sweet red pepper's were one of her favorites but they both waited most patiently for the ends of the sausage...
We are die hard home made pizza fans, and make one once a week- usually Friday or Sunday nights. They normally consist of a pizza base made in the bread machine, with toppings such us onions, peppers, mushrooms, and some kind of sausage with a good layer of fresh mozzarella. For a long time, Dick has tried to convince me that shrimp is good on a pizza, but I just didn't even like the sound of any kind of fish on pizza. If I've ever had shrimp on pizza it was a long time ago and they were small and hard after being baked. Yuk. However, last weekend we both ended up listening to a story on NPR about a winning pizza recipe in New York. It actually sounded good even to me, and tonight we made it, and it was lovely!
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