YOU KNOW!

pizza for breakfast?
F* yeah.
pizza ALL the time.
that's right.
i had the oven roaring for a loaf of fresh-baked sourdough,
and while it preheated, i whipped up a batch of dough for a fresh af pizza pie.
mmmhmmmm.
i will absolutely take advantage of a hot oven,
especially when i know that i've got a whole hour of bread time to prepare myself.
and i did.
and as always, it was great.
pizza is what i needed to reactivate some of my motivated makery, man.
f'real.
when i'm not feelin' myself, i'm still feelin' pizza,
and that's how i get back to what i believe in, bruh.
check it:

PEE EYE ZEE ZEE AYY!!
the crust was crissssssp on the edges,
and so soft in the center.
i think that's because of just how much sauce i had slapped on top.
yeah, neighbors-
too much is the right amount,
and i pushed the limit with this one.
a LOT of fire-roasted tomato sauce.
just because i didn't wanna leave just a sad little blop for next time, y'know?
that'd've been weak.
i got that so delicious vegan chee' on there.
i like it.
there's spinach,
and grated miyoko mozz, and thick slow-cooked caramelized onions,
and steamy broccoli,  a few halved sweet tomatoes,
and fried garlic sprankles, too.
obvi.
rules is rules.
and for the record?
i minced the F* outta the chee'.
that's the right way to maxxximize the experience.
flappity shreds are not invited to the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress test kitchen.
nothing new to report.
simple dough:
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2 cups flour;
1 1/2 tsp sea salt;
1 pkg active yeast;
1 tsp bread machine yeast;
3/4 +1 T warm water.
kneaded 11 minutes in the stand mixer, with that strongarm steel hook in action,
and risen on the counter while the bread baked.
easy easy.
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a lovingly ovenly convection connection 480℉ had it baking with blistering efficiency,
hot as heckfire on a seasoned steel baking tray,
and i finished it on a hot stone like i always do.
*
we went on an adventure yesterday.
ummmm.
traveling through the weird ways and roads of southeastern new hampshire,
looking for food as a family.
it wasn't s'posed to go that way, but it did,
and eventualy we got to a place where we could enjoy ourselves.
question:
how often to little kids have to go potty at a restaurant?
answer:
a LOT.
is that a thing, you ask?
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
mess-makin' little adorables, being adorably messy.
i love it.
i really do.
a whole gang of us being together,
having fun,
and doing things we like as a (rather large) team.
there's only ever gonna be more of us, too.
i mean, the future is a big, fat mystery...
...and one nobody should ever take for granted;
but, also, it's got to be great.
i mean,
this many people getting along is a flippin' feat in and of itself,
and i'm eager to see these smalls deal with an even smaller one.
they're already busy being cute.
i almost can't even stand it.
we had a good day, and we spanned time in a way that i truly love so much.
i'm grateful for the time i have been given,
and i DO consider it a gift.
the overlap of spirit and memory is a major event these days.
it's all really happening, that's the whole point;
never quiet, never soft.....