Pizza Night

Last night, Paul and I decided to save our money, skip Gemutlicheit, and have our own homemade pizza night. (Mostly I just wanted to try my hand at making homemade pizza.) It was a blast! We picked up some cheap beer that was on clearance, found a recipe for pizza, and went to work. This time, unlike my previous attempt at baking, I followed the directions VERY carefully. We worked up the dough, taking turns stirring the increasingly stiff mixture. Then we rolled two crusts, and left them out to rise. (None of that thin crust nonsense for us!) While we waited we munched on chips and nuts, nursed our drinks, and tried to solve all the world's problems. 

Forty-five minutes, a whole lot of laughter, but not many solutions to world problems later, we slipped the first pizza into the oven. We sat on the floor, watching as the pizza baked and bubbled, the toppings melting into the thick dough. When it was finally finished, we pulled out our marvelous creation, held our breaths, and took our first bites with trepidation. It was wonderful!!!! We had pizza success!!!!! We were so hungry, and the pizza was so good, we actually managed to eat both in one setting! We even had some ice cream and coffee to top the whole thing off.  =)

I don't think this will turn into an every Friday tradition, just because of the time and resource commitment, but we do want to at least do it again next Friday. And next time, we have some ideas for making it even better!

 Our nom-i-licious pizza baking in the oven.

 Paul, patiently waiting for his pizza. =)

Paul, not so patiently waiting for his pizza...










Paul, excited to eat pizza and desperately hoping this is the last picture. ;-)

YUMMY!!!!!!!