Pizza Night

Over the weekend I wanted to cook, and create, but I didn't want it to feel too much like winter--so standing over a pot of chili was not in order. Instead I opened my blinds and my windows and I made pizza. I was out of practice, not having made one in more than a year if I remember correctly, so I wasn't sure if I'd be able to get the dough nice and thin, the way I like it, but it was like riding a bike. And I was able to make two pizzas out of one pound of dough.

. For one I caramelized onions and sauteed mushrooms while the dough rested at room temperature; the other I topped with fresh mozzarella, sliced garlic, and Roma tomatoes. Both came out delicious.

Unfortunately, I've enjoyed all I can over the last couple of days. Fortunately, since I'm not sure there's a palatable way to use leftover pizza in soup, there's still room in my freezer next to the rotisserie chicken.