Waaaaaay back in June, my brother and his family came back from Germany for a two week long visit. One night, we decided to host a sleepover for four rowdy boys. We made them pizza, I thought they'd be interested in build-your-own type but they were busy outside rough-housing. So to put these pizzas together for them. I used a flatbread crust, some shredded mozzarella, and pepperoni. They loved them! So easy to just throw it all together. That night I also made a pizza for my sister and I with half mushrooms and half green olives.
The week of the 4th of July, I made a fresh pizza that wasn't baked, well, just the crust. I sliced up some farmer's market tomatoes really thin, chopped up some basil, sliced mozzarella, and drizzled with some balsamic vinegar. So refreshing and much easier to eat in the mugginess of July.
I am unfortunately behind one week, after my brother left, I sort of became lost in the shuffle of the season; however, the following week I made a pizza that tasted like lasagna. No lies. Basically I mixed together some chopped spinach and ricotta cheese with sauteed garlic and onions. Spread that mixture onto the crust, topped it off with some red sauce and mozarella. Then baked it. Seriously, lasagna.
The following week I harvested some beets from the garden and used the greens on a pizza. With mushrooms, onions, and mozzarella, and with a garlic infused olive oil as a base. It was pretty tasty! Nothing like eating things you've grown yourself, though this year, my garden is a little slow producing.
I had an afternoon to myself and made a pizza for lunch. Nothing but green and Kalamata olives. I can't add olives to anything that we both will eat because one of us doesn't care for them. Surely, it isn't me.
This past week I made a delectable goodie with mushrooms and fresh basil from the yard. And I piled that basil on because we love it so much. The crust was exceptionally crispy and baked perfectly. One of my favorites so far.
